Two gifts from Edna.Posted: January 31, 2013 Filed under: Uncategorized 2 Comments
Last week I was invited to be a resident at the Millay Colony for the Arts to work on my commission for LGP, Tarantino’s Yellow Speedo. When I posted about it on Facebook, my wonderful friend Catherine Kastleman posted an audio recording of Edna St. Vincent Millay reading her poem “Recuerdo.” I loved it.
Maybe the key to my liking poetry is hearing it read out loud. Maybe prose is the only literary form meant to exist on its own, solely on the page; maybe poetry always needs a human voice.
Maybe everyone’s figured this out but me.
Edna with the magnolias! I have a great memory of seeing Seamus Heaney reading his own stuff – warm, exciting, funny, luminous.
Clare, Seamus Heaney read at Wellesley too! Funny story–I called Dad from campus to say, There’s this big poet on campus that everyone’s excited about but I’ve never heard of him, and I’m passing the lecture hall now, but ugh I’m so busy, should I go?—he almost had a hernia when I told him the name.