When a Couplet Caught Fire—The Poetry of Adrienne Rich
THIS ESSENTIAL, CAREFULLY organized book tracks Adrienne Rich’s work from 1971 to 2012, the year of her death. The selections were chosen by Rich herself. The journey from the opening poems to the ghostly and unpublished testaments of her final years is therefore authoritatively mapped. READ MORE >>
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A squeak of light. Ocean air looking to come inland, to test its influence on the salty farms waking. Mist lifts. The distance reappears; in an hour or so someone will say crystal clear even though there is no truth in it since even now the ground is clouding ions and atoms. The sun is up; day begins. Someone else says dry as dust but this is outside Dublin in summer and last night’s storm left clay and water mixed together. READ MORE >>
Atlantis—A Lost Sonnet
How on earth did it happen, I used to wonder that a whole city—arches, pillars, colonnades, not to mention vehicles and animals—had all one fine day gone under? I mean, I said to myself, the world was small then. Surely a great city must have been missed? I miss our old city— white pepper, white pudding, you and I meeting under fanlights and low skies to go home in it—Maybe what really happened is READ MORE >>
How It Was Once In Our Country
In those years I owned a blue plate, blue from the very edges to the centre ocean-blue, the sort of under-wave blue a mermaid could easily dive down into and enter. When I looked at the plate I saw the mouth of a harbour, an afternoon without a breath of air, the evening clear all the way to Howth and back, the sky a paler blue further to the south. READ MORE >>
