Hall, Donald 1999

Wednesday, May 12, 1999

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December, nightfall at three-thirty.
I climb Mill Hill
past hawthorne and wild cherry,
mist in the hedgerows.
Smoke blows
from the orange edges of fire
working the wheat
stubble. “Putting
the goodness back,
into the soil.”

– Donald Hall, “Swan”

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Read this interview with Donald Hall from the Paris Review:

Paris Review – The Art of Poetry No. 43, Donald Hall

The Paris Review is a literary magazine featuring original writing, art, and in-depth interviews with famous writers.

She was all around me
like a rainy day,
and though I walked bareheaded
I was not wet. I walked
on a bare path
singing light songs
about women.

– Donald Hall, “The Blue Wing”

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Watch Donald Hall discuss and read from his work:

Former National Poet Laureate Donald Hall recites his poetry, talks of his life

Former poet laureate Donald Hall talks with fellow poet Elizabeth Spires about what sparked his writing as a young man (movies like “Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein”), his wild times with poets like Robert Bly at Harvard, and his return to his grandparents’ farm with wife and poet Jane Kenyon.

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