I know. I feel your beleaguered slouch. It's drawing on the end of the semester. But you don't have those giant stacks of papers to grade QUITE YET, or you've just returned from shaking your ass, or you're spending a meditative Easter night, enjoying the peace that is perfect in every way save for the lack of poetry. Whatever reason you can give yourself to justify a worthy expenditure of time, cling to it now. Tonight's poem is a long one, but (in my always humblish opinion) it's the poetic achievement of the 20th century. And possibly, of the 17th too.
It's John Berryman's "Homage to Mistress Bradstreet," and it's here.
Portrait of Clara (as a chemist)
3 weeks ago
2 comments:
Thank you for posting this. Certainly it is one of the great poetic achievements of the 20th century, although I would hate to select just one.
Thank you for your greatly illuminating blog.
This sporty Americanist loves Berryman's homage . . .
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