February 10, 2004 |
U.S. poet laureate Louise Gluck has decided to leave Williams College in Massachusetts for a writer-in-residence position at Yale University. Gluck will teach two poetry writing courses at Yale this fall. Her appointment is for a five-year, renewable term, according to Yale spokeswoman Dorie Baker. Gluck, 60, of Cambridge, has taught at Williams since 1983, usually only during the fall semester.
October 9, 1992 |
Derek Walcott, a West Indian poet whose ancestors were slaves, won the 1992 Nobel Prize for Literature on Thursday, marking the first time the award has gone to a Caribbean writer. Called a modern-day Homer by some critics, the 62-year-old poet was honored for an extensive body of work that offers a rich, evocative blend of African, West Indian and European cultural traditions. "In him, West Indian culture has found its great poet," said the Swedish Academy of Letters in awarding the $1.
May 14, 1995 |
You can put your trust in gravy the way it stretches out the sausage the way it stretches out the dreams --From "Gravy Tells a Lot," by Wilma Elizabeth McDaniel There was not, it turned out, much garden to the Tulare Gardens, just a few skinny trees, some Bermuda grass, and a hedge of oleanders that separated the low-slung apartment complex from a housing project next door.
April 2, 2003 |
Some 5,500 objects considered talismans of the French Surrealist movement from Andre Breton to Rene Magritte will go on sale in Paris this month despite an outcry from artists opposed to splitting up the works. The entire contents of poet Breton's 231-square-foot workshop, except for a wall of "primitive" art objects that has been donated to Paris' Pompidou Center, are going under the hammer because his descendants can no longer manage the legacy.
October 25, 1993 |
It's just past 9 a.m. and the newsroom already is abuzz here at the British Broadcasting Corp. The producer, director, researchers and writers of tonight's newscast are gathered around a conference table, holding their first meeting of the day. A video of the BBC's morning news is playing and a list of the top story prospects is written on the blackboard.
November 2, 1991 |
Only a few people have ever seen the poetry-and-images videotape for which six young Sichuan province poets have already been imprisoned without trial for 19 months. But lack of success in reaching an audience seems not to have lessened the severity of the alleged "counterrevolutionary" crime by the poets, who are being held in a detention center in the central China city of Chongqing while authorities ponder their fate.
October 19, 1990 |
Twenty years ago, Los Angeles couldn't have had a poetry festival. Today, the city leads the American poetry scene because the work of its poets is "more accessible, more contemporary and it has more heart," says Jack Grapes, the Los Angeles poet whose work--labeled obscene by a conservative congressman in 1985--provided ammunition for recent attacks on the National Endowment for the Arts funding of controversial works.
June 17, 1989
For reasons known but to the Muse, the Los Angeles poetry scene, long dormant, has begun to burgeon again, most notably under the inspirational aegis of a group called Poetry in Motion. PIM has attracted not only a host of prominent California poets but the sizable support of celebrity votaries as well, many of whom join in the readings, some from their own body of work. Having outgrown its regular Tuesday night sessions at the ultrachic Helena's, PIM recently moved to Heartbreak Cafe, only to overflow again and decamp to Cafe Largo.
January 21, 2001
"There'll Be No Bard at the Inauguration" (Jan. 11) by staff writer Renee Tawa mentioned that there have only been three occasions when poets read at presidential inaugurations, namely Robert Frost at JFK's, Maya Angelou at President Clinton's first inauguration and Miller Williams at Clinton's second inauguration. In fact, there were four such occasions. At Jimmy Carter's inauguration, the celebrated Georgia poet and novelist James Dickey read poetry composed for the event. How soon we forget!
February 10, 1989 |
Eagle Poem To pray you open your whole self To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon To one whole voice that is you. And know there is more That you can't see, can't hear Can't know except in moments Steadily growing, and in languages That aren't always sound but other Circles of motion. Like eagle that Sunday morning Over Salt River. Circled in blue sky In wind, swept our hearts clean With sacred wings.