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Ted Kooser | Poetry Reading

April 8, 2013 // 0 Comments

U.S. Poet Laureate (2004-2006) Ted Kooser is a major poetic voice for rural and small town America and the award-winning author of ten collections of poetry, most recently 2004’s Pulitzer Prize-winning Delights and Shadows. [+]

Todd Alcott | Television

March 24, 2013 // 0 Comments

Look at me. Look at me. Look at me, look at me, look at me. Look at me. No no no, don’t look over there, there’s nothing to look at over there, look at me, look at me, look at me.Are you looking at me? Is everybody looking at me? Do I have your attention? Good. [+]

Jean Giono | The Man Who Planted Trees

March 24, 2013 // 0 Comments

The Man Who Planted Trees (French title L’homme qui plantait des arbres), also known as The Story of Elzéard Bouffier, The Most Extraordinary Character I Ever Met, and The Man Who Planted Hope and Reaped Happiness, is an allegorical tale by French author Jean Giono, published in 1953. [+]

Robert Frost | Spring Pools

March 24, 2013 // 0 Comments

These pools that, though in forests, still reflect the total sky almost without defect, and like the flowers beside them, chill and shiver, will like the flowers beside them soon be gone, and yet not out by any brook or river, But up by roots to bring dark foliage on. [+]

Terry Jacobus | So Edgar Allen Poe was in this Car

March 24, 2013 // 0 Comments

So Edgar Allan Poe was in this car goin’ the wrong way on ol’ 66 and it’s snowin’ hard and he’s pissed off and worried about everything so he manages to pull over to the side and his woman gets outta the car to check out the situation but Edgar… [+]

The Doors | Ghost Song

March 24, 2013 // 0 Comments

Awake. Shake dreams from your hair. My pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day. The day’s divinity. First thing you see. A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon. Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side. [+]

Sylvia Plath | Daddy

March 11, 2013 // 0 Comments

You do not do, you do not do Any more, black shoe In which I have lived like a foot For thirty years, poor and white, Barely daring to breathe or Achoo. [+]

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