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Logan, John 1978

Friday, February 17, 1978

Cold dawn Harrow-On-the-Hill.
The unquiet curtain is too
White this hour, the candles
Too drawn their flames rest–
Less ruddying the cup
Of thin breads with its thin
Hands not yet bodied

– John Logan, “The Death of Southwell”

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Read John Logan’s review of E.E. Cummings:

Six of One and Six Hundred of the Other by John… | Poetry Magazine

September 1955 | Vernon Watkins, Roy Campbell, Dannie Abse, Nelson Bentley, Allen Curnow, Paul Goodman, Don Gordon, Phyllis Haring, Roger Hecht, W. Johnson, Marcia Masters, Stanley Moss, Ned O’Gorman, William Pillin, James Schevill, Reed Whittemore, Harold Witt, James Wright, John Logan, John Meyer

The guards sleep they breathe uneven
Conversation with the
Trees the sharp cicadas
And knots of pine the flames
Have stirred to talk: their light

– John Logan, “A Pathological Case in Pliny”

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Linchevskaya, Anna 1981

Friday, May 27, 1981
Homage to Anna Akhmatova
with Douglas MacDonald
The Poetry Center at the Museum of Contemporary Art
Vintage poster of Homage to Anna Akhmatova featuring Anna Linchevskaya and Douglas MacDonald reading at the Poetry Center of Chicago.

Vintage poster of Homage to Anna Akhmatova featuring Anna Linchevskaya and Douglas Macdonald reading at the Poetry Center of Chicago.

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Six poems & requiem

Libbey, Elizabeth 1979

Friday, December 14, 1979
with Ross Talarico

A single dolphin breaks surface.
What has always been
grey as ocean is suddenly ivory, iron
woven with strands of smoky shadow
across a back arched green, a fin glistening
in green spray shot with violet when spray hits sun
midair, the eye black like eclipsed sun
disappears amid fringes, swirls; lingering air
holds until surface snaps
again, erupts molten silver into gold
gasp of air, release.

– Elizabeth Libbey, “Girl Sitting Alone In Her Room”

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Levis, Larry 1982

Friday, December 10, 1982

All night I dreamed of my home,
of the roads that are so long
and straight they die in the middle–
among the spines of elderly weeds
on either side, among the dead cats,
the ants who are all eyes, the suitcase
thrown open, sprouting failures.

– Larry Levis, “Signs”

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Read an interview with Larry Levis:

After the Obsession with Some Beloved Figure: An Interview with Larry Levis on JSTOR

Leslie Kelen, Larry Levis, After the Obsession with Some Beloved Figure: An Interview with Larry Levis, The Antioch Review, Vol. 48, No. 3, Poetry Today (Summer, 1990), pp. 284-299

Applying to Heavy Equipment School
I marched farther into the Great Plains
And refused to come out.
I threw up a few scaffolds of disinterest.
Around me in the fields, the hogs grunted
And lay on their sides.

– Larry Levis, “The Map”

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Watch Larry Levis read some of his work:

“Two Poems: A Reading by Larry Levis” | Blackbird v13n2 | #gallery

Larry Levis reads two poems-“Elegy with a Thimbleful of Water in the Cage” and “Poem Ending with a Hotel on Fire”-in an unknown location around 1995.

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Levine, Philip 1978

Friday, March 17, 1978
Vintage poster of Philip Levine's reading at the Poetry Center of Chicago.

Vintage poster of Philip Levine’s reading at the Poetry Center of Chicago.

I bend to the ground
to catch
something whispered,
urgent, drifting
across the ditches.
The heaviness of
flies stuttering
in orbit, dirt
ripening, the sweat
of eggs.

– Philip Levine, “Noon”

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Listen to Philip Levine read from his work for the Poetry Foundation’s Poetry Lectures:

She packs the flower beds with leaves,
Rags, dampened paper, ties with twine
The lemon tree, but winter carves
Its features on the uprooted stem.

– Philip Levine, “For Fran”

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Read this interview with Philip Levine from the Paris Review:

The Art of Poetry No. 39

Photograph by Frances Levine I was first introduced to Philip Levine through the mail in the summer of 1976. I was studying literature at Berkeley, and my friends and I, all college freshmen and sophomores, were ardent readers of Levine, W. S. Merwin, Donald Justice, Gary Snyder, and Hart C…

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Levertov, Denise 1977; 1984

Friday, February 18, 1977
Monday, May 7, 1984
Vintage poster of Denise Levertov's 1984 reading at the Poetry Center of Chicago.

Vintage poster of Denise Levertov’s 1984 reading at the Poetry Center of Chicago.

in white pulp: the bones of squid
which I pull out and lay
blade by blade on the draining board–
tapered as if for swiftness, to pierce
the heart, but fragile, substance
belying design…

– Denise Levertov, “Pleasures”

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Listen to an interview with Denise Levertov:

92Y/The Paris Review Interview Series: Denise Levertov with Deborah Digges

Subscribe for more videos like this: http://youtube.com/subscription_center?add_user=92Yplus This conversation between Deborah Digges and Denise Levertov, part of a collaboration between 92Y’s Unterberg Poetry Center and The Paris Review, was recorded live at 92Y on April 22, 1991.

Green Snake, when I hung you round my neck
and stroked your cold, pulsing throat
as you hissed to me, glinting
arrowy gold scales, and I felt
the weight of you on my shoulders,
and the whispering silver of your dryness
sounded close at my ears–

– Denise Levertov, “To The Snake”

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Watch Denise Levertov read some of her work:

Denise Levertov: six poems

Denise Levertov reads six poems from her later collections, three from EVENING TRAIN (1992) and three later included in her posthumously published collection SANDS OF THE WELL (1998). This is an extract from an hour-long reading she gave for the Lannan Foundation in Los Angeles on 7 December 1993.

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Lee, Li-Young 1982; 2003

1982
Monday, October 20, 2003

Silver, the women sing of their bodies
and the men. Darker, the men sing
of their ancestors and the women.
Darkest is the children’s ambition
to sing every circle wider. Dying.

– Li-Young Lee, “Every Circle Wider”

Broadside of “Every Circle Wider” by Li-Young Lee

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Listen to Li-Young Lee’s 2003 reading for the Poetry Center of Chicago:

 

Audio recording of the Poetry Center Reading Series featuring Billy Collins, Andrei Codrescu, Ron Padgett, Lucille Clifton, Mark Perlberg, Li-Young Lee, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Anne Waldman, Yusuf Komunyakaa, Lisel Mueller, Ted Kooser, Paul Carroll, Jorie Graham, and Paul Hoover.

Audio recording of the Poetry Center Reading Series featuring Billy Collins, Andrei Codrescu, Ron Padgett, Lucille Clifton, Mark Perlberg, Li-Young Lee, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Anne Waldman, Yusuf Komunyakaa, Lisel Mueller, Ted Kooser, Paul Carroll, Jorie Graham, and Paul Hoover.

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To pull the metal splinter from my palm
my father recited a story in a low voice.
I watched his lovely face and not the blade.
Before the story ended, he’d removed
the iron sliver I thought I’d die from.

– Li-Young Lee, “The Gift”

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Watch this interview with Li-Young Lee from the HoCoPoLitSo:

Li-Young Lee, a conversation of poetry and consciousness

In this edition of HoCoPoLitSo’s The Writing Life, poet and host Michael Collier speaks with Li-Young Lee in 1995 about poetry, prayerful attitudes and unconscious states. Lee reads his poem “Epistle” to start off the show, which Collier says acts as a sort of prologue to his first book of poetry, “Rose.”

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Lazard, Naomi 1980

Friday, June 6, 1980
with Faye Kicknosway

We are very pleased with your response
to our advertisement. The form
you found in which to couch your reply
is original and attractive.
It caught our attention immediately. 

– Naomi Lazard, “Re: Accepting You”

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Read an interview with Naomi Lazard from The Friday Times:

http://www.thefridaytimes.com/beta3/tft/article.php?issue=20120810&page=24

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