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4 episodes with Theodore Roethke
2 episodes with Theodore Roethke
2 episodes with Theodore Roethke
2 episodes with Theodore Roethke
2 episodes with Theodore Roethke
2 episodes with Theodore Roethke
2 episodes with Theodore Roethke
3 episodes with Theodore Roethke
2 episodes with Theodore Roethke
Amanda Holmes reads Theodore Roethke's “The Dream.” Have a suggestion for a poem by a (dead) writer? Email us: podcast@theamericanscholar.org. If we select your entry, you'll win a copy of a poetry collection edited by David Lehman. This episode was produced by Stephanie Bastek and features the song “Canvasback” by Chad Crouch. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
As the long, exhausting march toward summer begins for many students, the wise and compassionate David Wagoner takes us to the intersection of love and weakness. Happy reading.David Wagoner was recognized as the leading poet of the Pacific Northwest, often compared to his early mentor Theodore Roethke, and highly praised for his skillful, insightful and serious body of work. He won numerous prestigious literary awards including the Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, two Pushcart Prizes, and the Academy of Arts and Letters Award, and was nominated twice for the National Book Award. The author of ten acclaimed novels, Wagoner's fiction has been awarded the Sherwood Anderson Foundation Award. Professor emeritus at the University of Washington, Wagoner enjoyed an excellent reputation as both a writer and a teacher of writing. He was selected to serve as chancellor of the Academy of American Poets in 1978, replacing Robert Lowell, and was the editor of Poetry Northwest until 2002.Born in Ohio and raised in Indiana, Midwesterner Wagoner was initially influenced by family ties, ethnic neighborhoods, industrial production and pollution, and the urban environment. His move to the Pacific Northwest in 1954, at Roethke's urging, changed both his outlook and his poetry. Writing in the Contemporary Authors Autobiography Series, Wagoner recalls: “when I drove down out of the Cascades and saw the region that was to become my home territory for the next thirty years, my extreme uneasiness turned into awe. I had never seen or imagined such greenness, such a promise of healing growth. Everything I saw appeared to be living ancestral forms of the dead earth where I'd tried to grow up.” Wagoner's poetry often mourns the loss of a natural, fertile wilderness, though David K. Robinson, writing in Contemporary Poetry, described the themes of “survival, anger at those who violate the natural world” and “a Chaucerian delight in human oddity” at work in the poems as well. Critics have also praised Wagoner's poetry for its crisp descriptive detail and metaphorical bent. However, Paul Breslin in the New York Times Book Review pronounced David Wagoner to be “predominantly a nature poet…as Frost and Roethke were nature poets.”Wagoner's first books, including Dry Sun, Dry Wind (1953), A Place to Stand (1958), and Poems (1959), demonstrate an early mastery of his chosen subject matter and form. Often comprised of observations of nature, Wagoner links his speakers' predicaments and estrangement to the larger imperfection of the world. In Wagoner's second book, A Place to Stand,Roethke's influence is clear, and the book uses journey poems to represent the poet's own quest back to his beginnings. Wagoner's fourth book, The Nesting Ground (1963), reflects his relocation physically, aesthetically and emotionally; the Midwest is abandoned for the lush abundance of the Pacific Northwest, and Wagoner's style is less concerned with lamentation or complaint and more with cataloguing the bounty around him. James K. Robinson called the title poem from Staying Alive (1966) “one of the best American poems since World War II.” In poems like “The Words,” Wagoner discovers harmony with nature by learning to be open to all it has to offer: “I take what is: / The light beats on the stones, / the wind over water shines / Like long grass through the trees, / As I set loose, like birds / in a landscape, the old words.” Robert Cording, who called Staying Alive “the volume where Wagoner comes into his own as a poet,” believed that for Wagoner, taking what is involves “an acceptance of our fragmented selves, which through love we are always trying to patch together; an acceptance of our own darkness; and an acceptance of the world around us with which we must reacquaint ourselves.”Collected Poems 1956-1976 (1976) was nominated for the National Book Award and praised by X. J. Kennedy in Parnassus for offering poems which are “beautifully clear; not merely comprehensible, but clear in the sense that their contents are quickly visible.” Yet it was Who Shall Be the Sun? (1978),based upon Native American myth and legend, which gained critical attention. Hayden Carruth, writing in Harper's Magazine, called the book “a remarkable achievement,” not only for its presentation of “the literalness of shamanistic mysticism” but also for “its true feeling.” Hudson Review's James Finn Cotter also noted how Wagoner “has not written translations but condensed versions that avoid stereotyped language….The voice is Wagoner's own, personal, familiar, concerned. He has achieved a remarkable fusion of nature, legend and psyche in these poems.”In Broken Country (1979), also nominated for the National Book Award, shows Wagoner honing the instructional backpacking poems he had first used in Staying Alive. Leonard Neufeldt, writing in New England Review,called “the love lyrics” of the first section “among the finest since Williams' ‘Asphodel.'” Wagoner has been accused of using staid pastoral conventions in book after book, as well as writing less well about human subjects. However, his books have continued to receive critical attention, often recognized for the ways in which they use encounters with nature as metaphors for encounters with the self. First Light (1983), Wagoner's “most intense” collection, according to James K. Robinson, reflects Wagoner's third marriage to poet Robin Seyfried. And Publishers Weekly celebrated Walt Whitman Bathing (1996) for its use of “plainspoken formal virtuosity” which allows for “a pragmatic clarity of perception.” A volume of new and collected poems, Traveling Light, was released in 1999. Sampling Wagoner's work through the years, many reviewers found the strongest poems to also be the newest. Rochelle Ratner in Library Journal noted “since many of the best are in the ‘New Poems' section, it might make sense to wait for his next volume.” That next volume, The House of Song (2002) won high praise for its variety of subject matter and pitch-perfect craft. Christina Pugh in Poetry declared “The House of Song boasts a superb architecture, and each one of its rooms (or in Italian, stanzas) affords a pleasure that enhances the last.” In 2008 Wagoner published his twenty-third collection of verse, A Map of the Night. Reviewing the book for the Seattle Times, Sheila Farr found many poems shot through with nostalgia, adding “the book feels like a summing-up.” Conceding that “not all the work reaches the high plane of Wagoner's reputation,” Farr described its “finest moments” as those which “resonate with the title, venturing into darkness and helping us recognize its familiar places.”In addition to his numerous books of poetry, David Wagoner was also a successful novelist, writing both mainstream fiction and regional Western fiction. Offering a steady mix of drama seasoned with occasional comedy, Wagoner's tales often involve a naive central character's encounter with and acceptance of human failing and social corruption. In the Contemporary Authors Autobiography Series, Wagoner described his first novel, The Man in the Middle (1954), as “a thriller with some Graham Greene overtones about a railroad crossing watchmen in violent political trouble in Chicago,” his second novel, Money, Money, Money (1955), as a story about “a young tree surgeon who can't touch, look at, or even think about money, though he has a lot of it,” his third novel, Rock (1958) as a tale of “teenage Chicago delinquents,” and his fifth novel, Baby, Come On Inside (1968) as a story “about an aging popular singer who'd lost his voice.” As a popular novelist, however, Wagoner is best known for The Escape Artist (1965), the story of an amateur magician and the unscrupulous adults who attempt to exploit him, which was adapted as a film in 1981. Wagoner produced four successful novels as a Western “regional” writer. Structurally and thematically, they bear similarities to his other novels. David W. Madden noted in Twentieth-Century Western Writers: “Central to each of these [Western] works is a young protagonist's movement from innocence to experience as he journeys across the American frontier encountering an often debased and corrupted world. However, unlike those he meets, the hero retains his fundamental optimism and incorruptibility.”Although Wagoner wrote numerous novels, his reputation rests on his numerous, exquisitely crafted poetry collections, and his dedication as a teacher. Harold Bloom said of Wagoner: “His study of American nostalgias is as eloquent as that of James Wright, and like Wright's poetry carries on some of the deepest currents in American verse.” And Leonard Neufeldt called Wagoner “simply, one of the most accomplished poets currently at work in and with America…His range and mastery of subjects, voices, and modes, his ability to work with ease in any of the modes (narrative, descriptive, dramatic, lyric, anecdotal) and with any number of species (elegy, satirical portraiture, verse editorial, apostrophe, jeremiad, and childlike song, to name a few) and his frequent combinations of a number of these into astonishingly compelling orchestrations provide us with an intelligent and convincing definition of genius.”Wagoner died in late 2021 at age 95.-bio via Poetry Foundation This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit dailypoempod.substack.com/subscribe
Can an artist truly live without creating? Join us as Ty Nathan Clark explores this compelling question and offers an intimate view of his creative journey while Nathan prepares for his much-awaited exhibition in Munich alongside the talented Kit King. Through the lens of cherished literary works by Lewis Hyde and Rainer Maria Rilke and the poetic brilliance of Theodore Roethke and Allen Ginsberg, Ty shares insights into the transformative power of turning inward for inspiration. Together, we unravel the essence of inviting past artistic influences into our work, embracing the natural flow of creativity, and celebrating the raw authenticity that emerges when we connect with our inner selves and nature.This episode is a heartfelt celebration of the artist's journey, filled with profound reflections and inspiring moments. Ty delves into the necessity of pursuing art as an intrinsic need and the value of self-discovery and solitude in fostering true creative expression. Highlighting a captivating encounter with artist Edward Povey, we discuss the importance of focusing on the soul and authentic creativity over seeking external approval. Let this conversation inspire you to prioritize your genuine artistic vision and find solace in the undeniable magic of creation.Books:The GIft: Creativity and the Artist in the Modern World - Lewis HydeLetter to a Young Poet- Rainer Maria RilkeA Small Porch: Wendell Berry Where Nathan is Showing in Munich January 2025:https://www.benjamin-eck.comKit King:https://www.kitkingart.comEdward Povey:https://www.instagram.com/edwardpoveySend us a message - we would love to hear from you!Make sure to follow us on Instagram here:@justmakeartpodcast @tynathanclark @nathanterborg
The queens play a round of Step Your Poetry Up before poet-voicing porn dialogue. Please Support Breaking Form!Review the show on Apple Podcasts here.Pretty Please.....Buy our books: Aaron's STOP LYING is available from the Pitt Poetry Series. James's ROMANTIC COMEDY is available from Four Way Books.SHOW NOTES:Here are links to some of the poems we mention:Amy Lowell, "Patterns"Robinson Jeffers, "Credo"H.D., "Sea Rose"Sara Teasdale, "Moonlight"An essay on Hart Crane's "The River"Robert Duncan, "My Mother Would Be a Falconress"Theodore Roethke, "In a Dark Time"Robert Creeley, "The Rain"James Dickey, "The Sheep Child"Galway Kinnell, "The Bear"Stanley Kunitz, "Father and Son"We make reference to the poet C. Dale Young--visit him online here.
SHOW NOTES Episode 035 • October 21, 2024 FIRST STRAIN News ‘n' Notes: • Eastern Senior High School Blue & White Marching Machine gets a street named after it https://www.wusa9.com/article/news/community/dc-high-school-marching-band-honored-with-new-street-name-eastern-high-school/65-ffcb8e39-d753-486f-a5cf-940038aa5eee https://www.wjla.com/news/local/eastern-high-marching-band-northeast-historic-street-renamed-blue-white-marching-machine-way-music-art-campus-north-carolina-17th-a-street-music-high-stepping-communty • Jackson State University names its fourth-ever female drum major https://hbcugameday.com/2024/09/30/hbcu-band-names-fourth-woman-in-its-history-as-drum-major/ links SECOND STRAIN Topic: http://www.hustlebelt.com/2013/8/16/4622774/2013-mac-positional-rankings-marching-bands TRIO This week's interview guest: SCOTT MONTY https://scottmonty.com/ https://www.prsa.org/person/monty-scott https://www.linkedin.com/in/scottmonty/ DOGFIGHT Topic: Hammerton's Allentown Story (first in a series, no doubt) CODA Topic: Theodore Roethke, poet en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theodore_Roethke FOLLOW US! BandWagon RSS feed: feed.podbean.com/heyband/feed.xml BandWagon website: heyband.podbean.com BandWagon on Facebook: facebook.com/profile.php?id=61555170345309 BandWagon on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/rhammerton1 Rob ("HammertonMedia") on Facebook: facebook.com/HammertonMedia Rob on X/Twitter: twitter.com/DrRob8487 SUBSCRIBE TO BANDWAGON! https://www.podbean.com/site/podcatcher/index/blog/eg706GUVzixV WE GOT MERCH! Visit www.teepublic.com/user/bandwagon-with-rob-hammerton -or- got to teepublic.com and search “bandwagon” SEND US YOUR FEEDBACK! Email: heybandwagon@yahoo.com Voicemail: speakpipe.com/HeyBandWagon
An episode from 10/8/24: Tonight, four years to the day after starting this podcast, I end it with a reading of Theodore Roethke's (1908-1963) long poem, “The Rose.” I also reread the poem I shared in the very first episode, Louise Glück's (1943-2023) “Messengers.” Many thanks to my listeners over the past four years. You can continue find my books, notices about new publications, and daily poems from Old English till now, over at wordandsilence.com. You can always reach me at humanvoiceswakeus1@gmail.com. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/humanvoiceswakeus/support
James Arlington Wright was born on December 13, 1927, in Martins Ferry, Ohio. His father worked for fifty years at a glass factory, and his mother left school at fourteen to work in a laundry; neither attended school beyond the eighth grade. While in high school in 1943, Wright suffered a nervous breakdown and missed a year of school. When he graduated in 1946, a year late, he joined the U.S. Army and was stationed in Japan during the American occupation. He then attended Kenyon College on the G.I. Bill, and studied under John Crowe Ransom. While there, he also befriended future fellow poet Robert Mezey. Wright graduated cum laude and Phi Beta Kappa in 1952. Wright traveled to Austria, where, on a Fulbright Fellowship, he studied the works of Theodor Storm and Georg Trakl at the University of Vienna. He returned to the U.S. and earned master's and doctoral degrees at the University of Washington, studying with Theodore Roethke and Stanley Kunitz. He went on to teach at The University of Minnesota, Macalester College, and New York City's Hunter College.The poverty and human suffering Wright witnessed as a child profoundly influenced his writing and he used his poetry as a mode to discuss his political and social concerns. He modeled his work after that of Thomas Hardy and Robert Frost, whose engagement with profound human issues and emotions he admired. The subjects of Wright's earlier books, The Green Wall (Yale University Press, 1957), winner of the Yale Series of Younger Poets Award, and Saint Judas (Wesleyan University Press, 1959), include men and women who have lost love or have been marginalized from society and they invite the reader to step in and experience the pain of their isolation. Wright possessed the ability to reinvent his writing style at will, moving easily from stage to stage. His earlier work adheres to conventional systems of meter and stanza, while his later work exhibits more open, looser forms, as with The Branch Will Not Break (Wesleyan University Press, 1963).Wright was elected a fellow of the Academy of American Poets in 1971, and, the following year, his Collected Poems (Wesleyan University Press) received the Pulitzer Prize in Poetry.Wright died in New York City on March 25, 1980. Get full access to The Daily Poem Podcast at dailypoempod.substack.com/subscribe
Want to hear what it's like teaching poetry to Special Ops soldiers? Or how to delineate (or not) the space grief occupies? Tune in to hear poetry mining the vein of Robinson Jeffers and Theodore Roethke. George Lober's latest book, Rainbow Eucalyptus, New and Collected Poems, is available from Bookshop Santa Cruz and Amazon.
I'm this episode I share some well known poems written to fathers, present and absent alike. While reading these poems I was inspired to write my own. Let me know what you think… ***Forgiving my father by Lucille Clifton, Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden, My Papa's Waltz by Theodore Roethke, Father from Asia by Shirley Geok-Lin Lim, and A Message on your Voicemail by Carolina Huggins ***
These days we're in the era of the Personal Position Statement as we saw in the recent National Book Awards ceremony in New York. There is no NBA for humor because the event is all about Taking Ourselves Very Seriously As Compensation For Slights We Have Suffered From The Uncomprehending World. The winner of the poetry prize, a man from Guam, accepted it on behalf of the poets of the Pacific islands. The translation award was accepted on behalf of gay men, the nonfiction award on behalf of indigenous peoples. If I'd been given the NBA for Brief Amusing Essays, I would've needed to accept it on behalf of recovering fundamentalists or overlooked Midwesterners or the marginalized octogenarian and nothing would be said about literary quality.It was not always thus. I remember loving Theodore Roethke's work, not as vindication of the humanity of bipolar persons, and James Wright's, not as honoring the personhood of Ohioans, but because their poems were memorable, stuck with me, were beautiful to my ear, and still are, fifty years later. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit garrisonkeillor.substack.com/subscribe
An episode from 1/19/24: Tonight, I read a handful of poems about childhood. How does poetry capture our earliest memories, and how can it express the act of remembering itself, of nostalgia? The poems are: The Pennycandystore Beyond the El, by Lawrence Ferlinghetti (1919-2021) "Other echoes/Inhabit the garden," from Burnt Norton, by T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) Squarings #40, by Seamus Heaney (1939-2013) A Map of the Western Part of the County of Essex in England, by Denise Levertov (1923-1997) Those Winter Sundays, by Robert Hayden (1913-1980) Learning to Read, by Laurie Sheck (1953-) My Papa's Waltz, by Theodore Roethke (1908-1963) The Latin Lesson, by Eavan Boland (1944-2020) Fern Hill, by Dylan Thomas (1914-1953) The Leaving, by Brigit Pegeen Kelly (1951-2016) The Month of June: 13 1/2, by Sharon Olds (1942-) Autumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohio, by James Wright (1927-1980) "I'm ceded" (#508), by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) Soap Suds, by Louis MacNeice (1907-1963) You can support Human Voices Wake Us here, or by ordering any of my books: Notes from the Grid, To the House of the Sun, The Lonely Young & the Lonely Old, and Bone Antler Stone. Email me at humanvoiceswakeus1@gmail.com. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/humanvoiceswakeus/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/humanvoiceswakeus/support
John Orley Allen Tate (November 19, 1899 – February 9, 1979) was a poet, critic, biographer, and novelist. Born and raised in Kentucky, he earned his BA from Vanderbilt University, where he was the only undergraduate to be admitted to the Fugitives, an informal group of Southern intellectuals that included John Crowe Ransom, Donald Davidson, Merrill Moore, and Robert Penn Warren. Tate is now remembered for his association with the Fugitives and Southern Agrarians, writers who critiqued modern industrial life by invoking romanticized versions of Southern history and culture. Tate's best-known poems, including “Ode to the Confederate Dead,” confronted the relationship between an idealized past and a present he believed was deficient in both faith and tradition. Despite his commitment to developing a distinctly Southern literature, Tate's many works frequently made use of classical referents and allusions; his early writing was profoundly influenced by French symbolism and the poetry and criticism of T.S. Eliot. During the 1940s and 1950s, Tate was an important figure in American letters as editor of the Sewanee Review and for his contributions to other midcentury journals such as the Kenyon Review. As a teacher, he influenced poets including Robert Lowell, John Berryman, and Theodore Roethke, and he was friends with Hart Crane, writing the introduction to Crane's White Buildings (1926). From 1951 until his retirement in 1968, Tate was a professor of English at the University of Minnesota.In the decades that he was most active, Tate's “influence was prodigious, his circle of acquaintances immense,” noted Jones in the Dictionary of Literary Biography. James Dickey could write that Tate was more than a “Southern writer.” Dickey went on, “[Tate's] situation has certain perhaps profound implications for every man in every place and every time. And they are more than implications; they are the basic questions, the possible solutions to the question of existence. How does each of us wish to live his only life?”Allen Tate won numerous honors and awards during his lifetime, including the Bollingen Prize and a National Medal for Literature. He was the consultant in poetry at the Library of Congress and president of the National Institute of Arts and Letters.-bio via Poetry Foundation Get full access to The Daily Poem Podcast at dailypoempod.substack.com/subscribe
Today's poem is by Theodore Huebner Roethke (/ˈrɛtki/ RET-kee;[1] May 25, 1908 – August 1, 1963), an American poet. He is regarded as one of the most accomplished and influential poets of his generation, having won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1954 for his book The Waking, and the annual National Book Award for Poetry on two occasions: in 1959 for Words for the Wind,[2] and posthumously in 1965 for The Far Field.[3][4] His work was characterized by its introspection, rhythm and natural imagery.Roethke was praised by former U.S. Poet Laureate and author James Dickey as "in my opinion the greatest poet this country has yet produced."[5] He was also a respected poetry teacher, and taught at the University of Washington for fifteen years. His students from that period won two Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry and two others were nominated for the award. "He was probably the best poetry-writing teacher ever," said poet Richard Hugo, who studied under Roethke.— bio via Wikipedia Get full access to The Daily Poem Podcast at dailypoempod.substack.com/subscribe
Brandon Rushton is the author of The Air in the Air Behind It (Tupelo Press, 2022), selected by Bin Ramke for the Berkshire Prize. Born and raised in Michigan, his individual poems have received awards from Gulf Coast and Ninth Letter and appear widely in publications like The Southern Review, Denver Quarterly, Pleiades, Bennington Review, and Passages North. His essays appear in Alaska Quarterly Review, Terrain.org, the critical anthology, A Field Guide to the Poetry of Theodore Roethke, and have been listed as notable by Best American Essays. After earning his MFA from the University of South Carolina, he joined the writing faculty at the College of Charleston. Since the fall of 2020, he's served as a visiting professor of Writing at Grand Valley State University in Grand Rapids, Michigan. --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/viewlesswings/support
Today's poem is by Theodore Huebner Roethke (/ˈrɛtki/ RET-kee;[1] May 25, 1908 – August 1, 1963), an American poet. He is regarded as one of the most accomplished and influential poets of his generation, having won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1954 for his book The Waking, and the annual National Book Award for Poetry on two occasions: in 1959 for Words for the Wind,[2] and posthumously in 1965 for The Far Field.[3][4] His work was characterized by its introspection, rhythm and natural imagery.Roethke was praised by former U.S. Poet Laureate and author James Dickey as "in my opinion the greatest poet this country has yet produced."[5] He was also a respected poetry teacher, and taught at the University of Washington for fifteen years. His students from that period won two Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry and two others were nominated for the award. "He was probably the best poetry-writing teacher ever," said poet Richard Hugo, who studied under Roethke.—Bio via Wikipedia This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit dailypoempod.substack.com/subscribe
In this episode Gyles and Aphra Brandreth bring you a special episode celebrating Father's Day. The father and daughter duo explore the origins of Father's Day, and what it means to them. Remembering his own father, and his love of poetry, Gyles discusses the joy and benefits of learning poetry by heart. Poems this episode exploring fatherhood include: Only a Dad by Edgar Albert Guest; Anecdote for Fathers by William Wordsworth; My Papa's Waltz by Theodore Roethke and To Her Father with Some Verses by Ann Bradstreet.
Pour your New Year mimosas, cuz we're playing Roethke or Rothko before "Things You can Say in Workshop, and in Bed."Aaron's new book, STOP LYING, is available for pre-order (and arrives January 2023). Order STOP LYING from the Pitt Poetry Series here.James's new book, ROMANTIC COMEDY, is available for preorder (releasing March 2023). Order Romantic Comedy from Four Way Books here.You can read a really terrific profile of Mark Rothko (b. 9/25/03) here. Theodore Roethke was born on May 25, 1908 in Saginaw, Michigan. Read more about him here or watch this 30-min documentary about his poetry and life.Another short film made about Roethke (with clips of him reading from poems including : "The Adamant," "My Pappa's Waltz," "Dolor," "Cuttings, later," "The Walking," "The Sloth," "Elegy for Jane," "To An Amorous Woman," "In a Dark Time," "The Abyss," "Light Listened," "A Rouse for Wallace Stevens," "Gob Music," and "Once More for the Road") can be found here. Text of some of the Roethke poems we mention can be found in the following links:The WakingIn a Dark TimeThe SignalsRothko's Seagram Murals, commissioned in 1958 and finished around 1960, never hung in the Seagram Building, where the Four Seasons restaurant was located. To read more about Rothko's Seagram Murals, click here. You can visit the Rothko Chapel in Houston, or online here.Rothko's Yellow # 10 (1957) which hangs in the Menil Collection in Houston is seen in a photograph here or here (scroll down to the 2nd yellow painting)If you need a primer on sex slang, we've got you covered with this educational guide.
Love this poem on the Winter Solstice! "It was beginning winter"
Subscribe to Quotomania on Simplecast or search for Quotomania on your favorite podcast app!Poet, essayist, novelist, and playwright, Tess Gallagher was born on July 21, 1943 in Port Angeles, Washington. She received a BA and MA from the University of Washington, where she studied creative writing with Theodore Roethke, and a MFA from the University of Iowa. Her first collection of poems, Instructions to the Double, won the 1976 Elliston Book Award for "best book of poetry published by a small press". In 1984, she published the collection Willingly, which consists of poems written to and about her third husband, author Raymond Carver, who died in 1988. Other collections include Dear Ghosts (Graywolf Press, 2006); My Black Horse: New and Selected Poems (1995); Owl-Spirit Dwelling (1994) and Moon Crossing Bridge (1992).Her honors include a fellowship from the Guggenheim Foundation, two National Endowment of the Arts Awards, and the Maxine Cushing Gray Foundation Award.She has taught at St. Lawrence University, Kirkland College, the University of Montana in Missoula, the University of Arizona in Tucson, Syracuse University, and Willamette University, Bucknell University, and Whitman College.From https://poets.org/poet/tess-gallagher.Raymond Carver was born in Clatskanie, Oregon, in 1938. His first short stories appeared in Esquire during Gordon Lish's tenure as fiction editor in the 1970s. Carver's work began to reach a wider audience with the 1976 publication of Will You Please be Quiet, Please, but it was not until the 1981 publication of What We Talk About When We Talk About Love under Gordon Lish, then at Knopf, that he began to achieve real literary fame. This collection was edited by more than 40 per cent before publication, and Carver dedicated it to his fellow writer and future wife, Tess Gallagher, with the promise that he would one day republish his stories at full length. He went on to write two more collections of stories, Cathedral and Elephant, which moved away from the earlier minimalist style into a new expansiveness, as well as several collections of poetry. He died in 1988, aged fifty.From https://www.penguin.co.uk/authors/183905/raymond-carver?tab=penguin-biography. For more information about Tess Gallagher and Raymond Carver:A New Path to the Waterfall: https://groveatlantic.com/book/a-new-path-to-the-waterfall/“Tess Gallagher”: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/tess-gallagher“Raymond Carver”: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/raymond-carver“Regarding Tess”: https://www.seattlemet.com/arts-and-culture/2009/01/0508-regardingtess“Raymond Carver, The Art of Fiction No. 76”: https://www.theparisreview.org/interviews/3059/the-art-of-fiction-no-76-raymond-carver“Raymond Carver: the kindest cut”: https://www.theguardian.com/books/2009/sep/27/raymond-carver-editor-influence
Greetings to all from my former home of Manhattan! Upon landing here a week ago, I was greeted by the news of the death of Ned Rorem, the man previously known as “America's Greatest Living Composer,” who just last month had celebrated his 99th birthday. Though he won the Pulitzer Prize in Music in 1976 for his orchestral work Air Music, Rorem was most celebrated for his vocal music, in particular his art songs. In this episode, I will delve into that aspect of his output, from his earliest published work to his extraordinary late masterpiece Evidence of Things Not Seen. The episode features singers who collaborated closely with the composer, including Phyllis Curtin, Donald Gramm, Beverly Wolff, Regina Sarfaty, Phyllis Bryn-Julson, Kurt Ollmann, and others. Many other singers were also drawn to Rorem's songs, including Leontyne Price, Jan DeGaetani, Martina Arroyo, and Laura Aikin, all of whom are represented here. As celebrated as a frank and forthright diarist and essayist as he was as a composer, Rorem (like his British counterpart Benjamin Britten) had extraordinary taste in the poetry and texts he chose to set. In this episode alone, we hear compositions set to words of Sylvia Plath, Paul Goodman, Walt Whitman, Paul Monette, Theodore Roethke, Frank O'Hara, and others. The episode concludes with a tribute to another musician who died earlier the same day, the American collaborative pianist David Triestram, who accompanies his dear colleague and friend Roberta Alexander in Leonard Bernstein's poignant and timely song “Some Other Time.” Countermelody is a podcast devoted to the glory and the power of the human voice raised in song. Singer and vocal aficionado Daniel Gundlach explores great singers of the past and present focusing in particular on those who are less well-remembered today than they should be. Daniel's lifetime in music as a professional countertenor, pianist, vocal coach, voice teacher, and journalist yields an exciting array of anecdotes, impressions, and “inside stories.” At Countermelody's core is the celebration of great singers of all stripes, their instruments, and the connection they make to the words they sing. By clicking on the following link (https://linktr.ee/CountermelodyPodcast) you can find the dedicated Countermelody website which contains additional content including artist photos and episode setlists. The link will also take you to Countermelody's Patreon page, where you can pledge your monthly support at whatever level you can afford. Bonus episodes available exclusively to Patreon supporters are currently available and further bonus content including interviews and livestreams is planned for the upcoming season.
Today's episode is about my birthday and how I celebrate things.The reading is from 1948 “Lost Son” by Theodore Roethke . I read parts 4 and 5 this time.I speak about how death and funerals have changed my view of myself and society in America. I speak on virtue and other valuations taken into consideration for a life lived as well as funerals being more for the attendee rather than the deceased.I speak about grief being about gratitude for sharing a life with the deceased.Happy Birthday to all of You!!!
In this episode I deal with the metaphors and analogies pertaining to life, addiction, and abuse.War.The term gets used , perhaps too much, which makes it devalued language game. Often we say, “war on drugs”, “war on poverty”, “war on depression'.I call for a war on safety…I call for a war on prevention as I believe one should embrace the chaos known as life. I am in the hurricane. I am in the dangerous grey of wind, and rain, and don't fight the storm.A life at sea is a wonderful thing. Danger as we know it is subjective. To commit a war on yourself is a sure fire way not to heal.
This episode I talk about the Halo effect and the way judgment takes place upon us all the time. We also judge people; based on physical traits.The Halo effect is defined in psychology as projecting attributes upon someone based on unrelated physical appearance; for example, one might say, “she looks crazy” or “he looks smart”.This show is in response to some feedback and comments I have gotten from listeners.Also, I wanted to extend an invitation to you all to visit my artist website as many have asked to see some of my recent work through art therapy.Www.stevenwilsoncreations.comThere are no pics of leather craft or pyrography done within the past year and a half. There is a link to my fiction and poetry published under my real name. I apologize for being tardy on this point. It was not my intention to keep it separate; I just didn't think you would be interested.Halo on!
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Censorship in ChinaCensorship in communist China extends further than some may realize. The repressive regime in Beijing seeks to extirpate not only speech and writing that contravene its dogmas, but even symbols that might give viewers the wrong idea.An article by Zachary Evans in National Review Online on May 2 details how China's censors demanded that Sony cut the Statue of Liberty from the climax of Spider-Man: No Way Home. Evans notes that the monument is on view throughout the 20-minute climax. In the view of Chinese censors, it is unacceptable for viewers to take in, even subliminally, this image of freedom.The Times Gets It Wrong, AgainJesse Wegman of the New York Times Editorial Board believes that the Supreme Court, as currently constituted, is out of touch. The title of his May 3 opinion piece in the Times says it bluntly: “This Supreme Court Is Out of Step With Most Americans.”Wegman complains at some length that the court has become increasingly politicized over the years to the point where it resembles Congress more than a body undertaking the review of laws and policies in an impartial manner and assessing their constitutionality. Hence it is ironic that Wegman's objections to the pending ruling on Roe v. Wade are political rather than legal in nature. He sounds like a political partisan, indeed like an activist, when he lashes out at the court for its stance on Roe v. Wade. The Passing of Kathy BoudinThe California Globe's Evan Symon reported on May 2 that Kathy Boudin, the member of the Weather Underground who attained notoriety for her role in the deadly Brinks Robbery of October 1981, has died at age 78. Boudin is the mother of San Francisco's progressive district attorney, Chesa Boudin, who faces possible recall in an election scheduled for June 7 as a consequence of the disastrous policy of “decarceration” he has foisted on the city, which has driven crime way up and eroded the quality of life in what many long considered to be one of the most desirable places in the world to live.The World Outside Maybe you remember that tender age when you were just barely old enough to begin to take trips by yourself. The literary journal Rosebud has just published its long-awaited 69th issue, and on page 140 of this issue, you will find my short story “The World Outside,” which is an account of a boy's trip by train from Chicago through a swath of rural Michigan and back. It evokes midcentury America and draws its inspiration largely from Theodore Roethke's poem “Night Journey.” In Roethke's poem, the narrator describes riding in a Pullman car through an alternately bright and misty part of the upper Midwest and conveys the depth of his love for a land that holds out such natural beauty to the observer.I hope that “The World Outside” will evoke more wonder and terror on the reader's part for what it prompts the reader to imagine than for what it actually shows. As readers of W.W. Jacobs's classic story “The Monkey's Paw” will affirm, this approach can be powerful indeed.
This episode is about Human Value. This week in group therapy we discussed human value as victims of rape and abuse as children. The group is Adult survivors of childhood sex abuse. The group is made up of entirely all men.I noticed that each person spoke of value as X gives my life meaning. I didn't ask why they kept replacing meaning with value but I did follow suit.This episode I speak of value in terms found in economics, philosophy, and therapy.I try and not analyze the men as we already have a group moderator. But this session made me go back to my own past which includes the time I spent in college.The poem used for this episode is from Theodore Roethke.
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“Love is not love, until love's vulnerable.” – Theodore Roethke...Hold that thought!! What the cat got your tongue??? I'm speechless!!! If I share my feelings or thoughts, some people will think I am not good enough! Or maybe they may think that I am losing my mind??Come, join me as I open my heart and share a word from our Bible word study. "MUTE"Http://www.triunelovesme.com Written and narrated by Lori Garner ... Inspired by a greater LOVE.
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I consider differences between poetry as a recording of experience and poetry as a transformation of experience and focus on poems about exploration in various forms. In those contexts, I read poems by Walt Whitman, T.S. Eliot, Theodore Roethke, Langston Hughes, Elizabeth Bishop, Michael Jennings, and Lauren Camp. I end the program with one of my own poems.
Three Poems by Theodore Roethke (1908-1963).
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Today we celebrate a man who changed his personal beliefs and life philosophy after studying nature. We'll also learn about a woman who writes about her lifelong relationship with the garden. We hear an excerpt about the spring garden with a bit of empathy for what it is like to be a weed. We Grow That Garden Library™ with a fabulous reference for plant identification. And then we’ll wrap things up with the son of a gardener who grew to love plants and nature and became one of America’s best-loved poets. Subscribe Apple | Google | Spotify | Stitcher | iHeart To listen to the show while you're at home, just ask Alexa or Google to “Play the latest episode of The Daily Gardener Podcast.” And she will. It's just that easy. 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I'd love to meet you in the group. Important Events May 25, 1803 Today is the birthday of the American transcendentalist, essayist, philosopher, and poet Ralph Waldo Emerson. Ralph Waldo Emerson was a son of Boston. By the time he finished his schooling at Harvard, he had decided to go by his middle name, Waldo. He was his class poet, and he wrote an original poem for his graduation. Six years later, on Christmas Day, he would meet his first wife, Ellen. Two years later, he lost her to tuberculosis. Her death eventually made him a wealthy man — although he had to sue his inlaws to acquire the inheritance. Deeply grieved after losing Ellen, Waldo eventually traveled to Europe, where he visited the Royal Botanical Garden in Paris. The experience was a revelation to him. At the Paris Garden, Waldo sees plants organized according to Jussieu's system of classification. Suddenly he can see connections between different species. The American historian and biographer. Robert D. Richardson wrote, "Emerson's moment of insight into the interconnectedness of things in the Jardin des Plantes was a moment of almost visionary intensity that pointed him away from theology and toward science". Upon his return to the states, Waldo befriended other forward thinkers and writers of his time: William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, and Thomas Carlyle. In 1835, Waldo married his second wife, Lydia Jackson. Waldo changed her name from Lydia to Lidian, and he calls her by other names like Queenie and Asia. She always calls him “Mr. Emerson.” Around this time, Waldo began to think differently about the world and his perspective on life. Waldo was also the son of a minister, which makes his move away from religion and societal beliefs all the more impressive. By 1836, Waldo published his philosophy of transcendentalism in an essay he titled "Nature." He wrote: "Nature is a language and every new fact one learns is a new word; but it is not a language taken to pieces and dead in the dictionary, but the language put together into a most significant and universal sense. I wish to learn this language, not that I may know a new grammar, but that I may read the great book that is written in that tongue." The next year, Waldo gave a speech called "The American Scholar." It so moved Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr. that he called Waldo’s oration text America's "intellectual Declaration of Independence." After his Nature essay, Waldo befriended Henry David Thoreau. In late September of 1838, the Salem Massachusetts Unitarian minister and American botanist John Lewis Russell visited Waldo, and they spent some time botanizing together. Waldo wrote about the visit in his journal: "A good woodland day or two with John Lewis Russell who came here, & showed me mushrooms, lichens, & mosses. A man in whose mind things stand in the order of cause & effect & not in the order of a shop or even of a cabinet." In 1855, when Walt Whitman published his Leaves of Grass, he sent a copy to Emerson. Waldo sent Whitman a five-page letter of praise. With Emerson’s support, Whitman issues a second edition that, unbeknownst to Waldo, quoted a passage from his letter that was printed in gold leaf on the cover, "I Greet You at the Beginning of a Great Career." Waldo was displeased by this; he had wanted the letter to remain private. In the twilight of his life, the man who once advised, “Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience,” Ralph Waldo Emerson was invited to join a group of nine intellectuals on a camping trip in the Adirondacks. The goal was simple: to connect with nature. The experience included Harvard’s naturalist Louis Agassiz, the great botanist James Russell Lowell, and the American naturalist Jeffries Wyman. It was Ralph Waldo Emerson who wrote, "The landscape belongs to the person who looks at it." "Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year." And “The Earth laughs in flowers.” Finally, here’s a little prayer Waldo wrote - giving thanks for the gifts of nature. “For flowers that bloom about our feet; For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet; For song of bird, and hum of bee; For all things fair we hear or see, Father in heaven, we thank Thee!” May 25, 1949 Today is the birthday of the Antiguan-American novelist, essayist, and short-story writer Jamaica Kincaid born Elaine Potter Richardson. Jamaica Kincaid is a gardener and popular garden writer. Her book Among Flowers: A Walk in the Himalaya offers many wonderful excerpts. And here, she discusses the dreams of gardeners - and how they form from our desire and curiosity. She writes, “Something that never escapes me as I putter about the garden, physically and mentally: desire and curiosity inform the inevitable boundaries of the garden, and boundaries, especially when they are an outgrowth of something as profound as the garden with all its holy restrictions and admonitions, must be violated.” Jamaica’s book My Garden offers an intimate look at her relationship with her garden. She writes, "I shall never have the garden I have in my mind, but that for me is the joy of it; certain things can never be realized and so all the more reason to attempt them." Here she talks about time and the destruction of a garden: “In a way, a garden is the most useless of creations, the most slippery of creations: it is not like a painting or a piece of sculpture—it won’t accrue value as time goes on. Time is its enemy’ time passing is merely the countdown for the parting between garden and gardener.” "The garden has taught me to live, to appreciate the times when things are fallow and when they're not." She also wrote, “I love planting. I love digging holes, putting plants in, tapping them in. And I love weeding, but I don’t like tidying up the garden afterwards.” During the pandemic in August of 2020, Jamaica wrote an essay for the New Yorker called, The Disturbances of the Garden. She wrote about learning to garden from her mother: “My mother was a gardener, and in her garden it was as if Vertumnus and Pomona had become one: she would find something growing in the wilds of her native island (Dominica) or the island on which she lived and gave birth to me (Antigua), and if it pleased her, or if it was in fruit and the taste of the fruit delighted her, she took a cutting of it (really she just broke off a shoot with her bare hands) or the seed (separating it from its pulpy substance and collecting it in her beautiful pink mouth) and brought it into her own garden and tended to it in a careless, everyday way, as if it were in the wild forest, or in the garden of a regal palace. The woods: The garden. For her, the wild and the cultivated were equal and yet separate, together and apart.” Later she writes about her own relationship with the garden. “But where is the garden and where am I in it? This memory of growing things, anything, outside not inside, remained in my memory… in New York City in particular, I planted: marigolds, portulaca, herbs for cooking, petunias, and other things that were familiar to me, all reminding me of my mother, the place I came from. Those first plants were in pots and lived on the roof of a diner that served only breakfast and lunch, in a dilapidated building at 284 Hudson Street, whose ownership was uncertain, which is the fate of us all. Ownership of ourselves and of the ground on which we walk, ...and ownership of the vegetable kingdom are all uncertain, too. Nevertheless, in the garden, we perform the act of possessing. To name is to possess…” “I began to refer to plants by their Latin names, and this so irritated my editor at this magazine (Veronica Geng) that she made me promise that I would never learn the Latin name of another plant. I loved her very much, and so I promised that I would never do such a thing, but I did continue to learn the Latin names of plants and never told her. Betrayal, another feature of any garden.” Unearthed Words After Nicholas hung up the phone, he watched his mother carry buckets and garden tools across the couch grass toward a bed that would, come spring, be brightly ablaze as tropical coral with colorful arctotis, impatiens, and petunias. Katherine dug with hard chopping strokes, pulling out wandering jew and oxalis, tossing the uprooted weeds into a black pot beside her. The garden will be beautiful, he thought. But how do the weeds feel about it? Sacrifices must be made. ― Stephen M. Irwin, Australian screenwriter, producer, and novelist, The Dead Path Grow That Garden Library Plant Identification Terminology by James G. Harrison This book came out in 2001, and the subtitle is An Illustrated Glossary. Well, to me, this book is an oldie, but goodie; I first bought my copy of this book back in 2013. This book aims to help you understand the terms used in plant identification, keys, and descriptions - and it also provides definitions for almost 3,000 words. Now, if you're looking to improve your grasp of plant identification terminology, this book will be an invaluable reference. And just as a heads up. there are around 30 used copies that are reasonably priced on Amazon. But of course, they're not going to last forever, so if you're interested in this book, don't wait to get a copy. (After those used copies are gone, then the next lowest price is around $200.) This book is 216 pages of exactly what it says it is: plant identification, terminology - and I should mention that there are also helpful illustrations. You can get a copy of Plant Identification Terminology by James G. Harrison and support the show using the Amazon Link in today's Show Notes for around $12 Today’s Botanic Spark Reviving the little botanic spark in your heart May 25, 1908 Today is the birthday of the Michigan-born poet, gardener, and the 1954 Pulitzer Prize winner for poetry, Theodore Roethke (“RETH-key”). Ted wrote about nature and the American Northwest. He enjoyed focusing on “the little things in life.” His father was a gardener, a greenhouse grower, a rose-lover, and a drinker. As a result, many of Ted’s pieces are about new life springing from rot and decay. His best poem is often considered to be “The Rose.” The poem reminded him of his father, and he could barely speak the poem without crying. Today, garden signs and social media posts quote Ted’s verse, “Deep in their roots all flowers keep the light.” Ted battled bipolar depression most of his life, and his darkness can be seen in his poem called The Geranium. When I put her out, once, by the garbage pail, She looked so limp and bedraggled, So foolish and trusting, like a sick poodle, Or a wizened aster in late September, I brought her back in again For a new routine - Vitamins, water, and whatever Sustenance seemed sensible At the time: she'd lived So long on gin, bobbie pins, half-smoked cigars, dead beer, Her shriveled petals falling On the faded carpet, the stale Steak grease stuck to her fuzzy leaves. (Dried-out, she creaked like a tulip.) The things she endured!- The dumb dames shrieking half the night Or the two of us, alone, both seedy, Me breathing booze at her, She leaning out of her pot toward the window. Near the end, she seemed almost to hear me- And that was scary- So when that snuffling cretin of a maid Threw her, pot and all, into the trash-can,I said nothing. But I sacked the presumptuous hag the next week, I was that lonely. A sunnier and more tender poem was called Transplanting. Ted wrote the poem from the perspective of "a very small child: all interior drama; no comment; no interpretation.” Watching hands transplanting, Turning and tamping, Lifting the young plants with two fingers, Sifting in a palm-full of fresh loam,-- One swift movement,-- Then plumping in the bunched roots, A single twist of the thumbs, a tamping, and turning, All in one, Quick on the wooden bench, A shaking down, while the stem stays straight, Once, twice, and a faint third thump,-- Into the flat-box, it goes, Ready for the long days under the sloped glass: The sun warming the fine loam, The young horns winding and unwinding, Creaking their thin spines, The underleaves, the smallest buds Breaking into nakedness, The blossoms extending Out into the sweet air, The whole flower extending outward, Stretching and reaching. Theodore Roethke died in 1963. He was visiting friends on Bainbridge Island. One afternoon he was fixing mint juleps by the pool. The friends went to the main house to get something. When they returned, three perfect mint juleps sat on a table by the edge of the pool, and Ted was floating face down in the water. He’d suffered a brain aneurysm. After his death, the family honored their friend by filling in the pool. They installed a beautiful zen garden in the pool's footprint that is framed by conifers and features raked sand and a handful of moss-covered stones. There is no plaque. Today, we’ll end the podcast with Theodore’s ode to spring - called Vernal Sentiment. Though the crocuses poke up their heads in the usual places, The frog scum appear on the pond with the same froth of green, And boys moon at girls with last year's fatuous faces, I never am bored, however familiar the scene. When from under the barn the cat brings a similar litter,— Two yellow and black, and one that looks in between,— Though it all happened before, I cannot grow bitter: I rejoice in the spring, as though no spring ever had been. Thanks for listening to The Daily Gardener. And remember: "For a happy, healthy life, garden every day."
Rasa counts her blessings. Jeremy shares a vexing question about emojis. In between, they discuss "The Waking" by Theodore Roethke. Join us on Patreon at http://patreon.com/youmustknoweverything
To follow up on my last program, I continue my look at opposites, of two things both operating at the same time, and consider how inherent contradiction leads to unity in duality, to an affirmation of the cosmology of the Yin-yang. I read poems by Walt Whitman, "Anonymous," Paul Laurence Dunbar, Robert Frost, Theodore Roethke, and Alice Walker. I end the program with two of my own poems.
This episode is filled with stories, memories, and of course poetry by Theodore Roethke. This is also one of the first poetry books I picked out on my own and read the entirety of in a single sitting. Which i think is part of what makes these poems so special to me. --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/sincerelybluejaypoetry/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/sincerelybluejaypoetry/support
Game developer and poet Shonté Daniels joins to discuss Contra III: The Alien Wars (KONAMI 1992) through the lens of poems about failure, loss, and love under tense circumstances. Theodore Roethke, "My Papa's Waltz" Elizabeth Bishop, "One Art" Shonté Daniels Music copyright by James Chandler Jr The specialest of thanks to Josh Trevett for editing and assembling the audio on this episode. It would still be in Audio Editing Hell without his efforts. Thanks, Josh!
Cliff Chamberlain catches up with ensemble member Frank Galati in this conversation that covers Galati's first theatrical experiences, his attachment to Illinois, and what drew him to a career as a director and adapter. A master storyteller, Galati takes a deep dive into some of his most beloved Steppenwolf productions, including The Grapes of Wrath and Kafka on the Shore. Interview begins at 3:03 Frank Galati has been a member of the Steppenwolf ensemble since 1985. Frank won two Tony Awards for his adaptation and direction of Steppenwolf's production of The Grapes of Wrath on Broadway and was nominated for a Tony Award in 1998 for directing the musical Ragtime. Although he is known primarily as a director of epic plays and musicals (Steppenwolf's Homebody/Kabul, Broadway's Ragtime) he is an equally adept actor (Steppenwolf's The Drawer Boy, The Tempest) and adaptor (Academy Award nomination for Best Screenplay for The Accidental Tourist.) he directed his adaptation of Murakami’s Kafka on the Shore at Steppenwolf in 2008. His productions at the Goodman Theatre, where he was an associate director from 1986-2008, include She Always Said Pablo, The Winter’s Tale, The Good Person of Setzuan and Cry the Beloved Country and Mr. Galati is a professor emeritus in the department of performance studies at Northwestern University. He now is an artistic associate at Asolo Repertory Theatre in Sarasota, Florida. Frank is also currently working on a new musical called Knoxville with Lynn Ahrens and Stephen Flaherty. This episode was co-sponsored by Lynn Lockwood Murphy, honoring Aidan Murphy and Kenyon College Class of 2020. The excerpted poetry in this episode is from “The Waking” by Theodore Roethke (1953). Learn more at steppenwolf.org. Want to get in touch? Email halfhour@steppenwolf.org. For a transcript of this episode, got to: https://www.steppenwolf.org/globalassets/half-hour-podcast/half-hour-ep6-transcript.pdf
How do we know when to have hope? Watch the conversation unfold with American poet Theodore Roethke who argues that "dark times" help us see clearly.
Episode 369 also includes an E.W. Essay titled "Fight." Our Associate Producer Dr. Michael Pavese reads a Sampling of Light Verse including pieces by Dorothy Parker, Theodore Roethke, Allen Ginsberg & Shel Silverstein. We have an E.W.poem called "Seasonal Sneeze." Our music this go round is provided by these wonderful artists: Django Reinhardt, Stephane Grapelli, David Bowie, Manu Dibango, the Stranglers, JQ, Bucky Pizzarelli, Millie Small, Branford Marsalis and Terrence Blanchard. Commercial Free, Small Batch Radio Crafted In the Endless Mountains of Pennsylvania... Heard All Over The World. Tell Your Friends and Neighbors...
My program today is the fifth in a series of programs that present poems written by poets living in various geographic regions of the country. My four earlier programs in this series included poets from the Southwest, the South more broadly, the Midwest, and the Mountain Region of the West. Today I read poems by poets from that part of the West known as the Pacific Region, which includes the states of Alaska, Oregon, Washington, California, and Hawaii. They are Theodore Roethke, William Stafford, Jewel, Meliza Bañales, Garrett Hongo, and Clarissa Mendiola.
Amanda Holmes reads Theodore Roethke’s poem, “I Knew a Woman.” Have a suggestion for a poem? Email us: podcast@theamericanscholar.org. If we select your entry, you’ll win a copy of a poetry collection edited by David Lehman.This episode was produced by Stephanie Bastek and features the song “Canvasback” by Chad Crouch. See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.
Are you growing parsley? I do. But, I generally only plant the flat leaf variety - since the curly leaf parsley is used mainly as a garnish. Parsley is a member of the Umbelliferae family, which also includes celery, carrots, dill, cilantro, caraway, cumin, and the poisonous hemlock. Brevities #OTD On this day in 1838, the botanist Asa Gray resigned from the Wilkes Expedition. Gray was frustrated by all of the delays. He also disagreed with Captain Charles Wilkes. Gray and Wilkes disagreed about the Latin descriptions of the new taxa. In addition, Wilkes wanted to work with Americans only. Gray recognized that the work could not be done with his usual level of excellence unless European herbaria and experts were included. Instead, Gray accepted a position at the University of Michigan. But, before he could officially start, Harvard wooed him away. Gray established the science of botany and guided American botany into the international arena. It was Asa Gray who said, “Natural selection is not the wind which propels the vessel, but the rudder which, by friction, now on this side and now on that, shapes the course.” #OTD Today in 1949, a 79 year old botanist, Dr. Melville Thurston Cook, his wife, and their pilot were rescued by an Air Force helicopter after a week in the Alaskan wilderness. Cook reported they survived on 90 dozen eggs after their plane was forced down in the rugged Brooks Mountain range. As luck would have it, the 1,080 eggs were aboard the plane as cargo. Cook shared their ingenuity with the world; telling how they had not lacked for variety in their preparation of the eggs, enjoying fried eggs, boiled eggs, poached eggs, scrambled eggs, shirred eggs and omelet. Naturally, when he wasn't eating eggs, Dr. Cook collected specimens. Dr. Cook, who would be 80 in September, and his wife had been vacationing in Alaska. In newspaper accounts he said he never doubted the party would be saved. But the crash had impacted their priorities. Following the accident, Cook and his wife moved to be closer to their children. One of their four kids followed Cook's footsteps to become a plant pathologist; Dr. Harold T. Cook. Before the accident, Cook was finishing up his career by working as visiting part-time professor of plant pathology at Louisiana State University. During his prime, Cook had gone botanizing with Nathaniel Lord Britton and Elizabeth Gertrude Britton in Puerto Rico. He had also worked with Henry Allan Gleason at the New York Botanical Garden. #OTD Back in 1977, Ethan Allen and Elvin McDonald of House Beautiful (ww.housebeautiful.com) gave a presentation called "Decorating with Plants." McDonald revealed many new decorating-with-plant ideas. Keep in mind, this was three decades before Instagram. Otherwise, McDonald would have no doubt share photos of the over 300 plants in his apartment. In the newspaper promotions for his presentation, McDonald was quoted as saying, "Take a pill if you will I say take a plant to cope with everyday stress." #OTD A 1983 newspaper headline on this day in The Town Talk in Alexandria, Louisiana said, 'Rare Plant Halts Road Work'. Turns out, a $15 million highway widening project near College Station was stopped because it threatened a tiny, rare, and unusual orchid plant. The Spiranthes parksii (ii = "ee-eye"), also known as Navasota Ladies' Tresses because it grew along the Navasota River, is only 6 inches tall with white blooms. First discovered in 1945 and described by Donovan Stewart Correll in his 1950 book, Native Orchids of North America North of Mexico, It became the 54th U.S. plant species to be classified as endangered. #OTD In 1988, British plant explorer Roy Lancaster revealed that a thriving black market for plants was threatening rare Chinese orchids. In the same way an art collector might buy stolen works of art underground, elite plant collectors are the wealthy clients of orchid smugglers. Lancaster shared the plight of Paphiopedilum armeniacum which was discovered in 1980, but was 100 percent harvested from the world in 1983. In just three short years, the plant had gone from discovery to presumed extinction! Unearthed Words Here's a poem by Theodore Roethke called Transplanting. Roethke said he wrote the poem from the perspective of "a very small child: all interior drama; no comment; no interpretation.” Watching hands transplanting, Turning and tamping, Lifting the young plants with two fingers, Sifting in a palm-full of fresh loam,-- One swift movement,-- Then plumping in the bunched roots, A single twist of the thumbs, a tamping and turning, All in one,Quick on the wooden bench, A shaking down, while the stem stays straight, Once, twice, and a faint third thump,-- Into the flat-box it goes, Ready for the long days under the sloped glass: The sun warming the fine loam, The young horns winding and unwinding, Creaking their thin spines, The underleaves, the smallest buds Breaking into nakedness, The blossoms extending Out into the sweet air, The whole flower extending outward, Stretching and reaching. Today's book recommendation: Perennial Garden Plants by Graham Stuart Thomas Hailed as a classic from its first publication, Perennial Garden Plants describes over 2,000 species along with practical information on planting, seasonal flowering, color, propagation and cultivation as well as on the origins of plants. Of this book Graham Stuart Thomas said, "I have tried to be truthful, concise and at the same time appetizing; Appetizing because it is my desire to encourage you to grow these lovely things; the smaller ones among them maybe called garden toys, while many of the larger kinds are plants of great personality. To whichever class they belong they are growing things, of a beauty unsurpassed among the passive things of this world and worthy of our reverence and awe, to be treasured and enshrined in our gardens." Today's Garden Chore Plant Your Shade Trees Wisely. Today's chore was featured inThe South Bend Tribune out of South Bend, Indiana on this day in 1952. Here's what it said, "Don't plant plant your shade tree so that It shades your neighbor's yard Instead of your own. If you set the tree on the eastern border of your property, it will shade your neighbor's yard instead of your own garden during the hottest part of the day, in the afternoon. ...Consider your plantings as a permanent investment in beauty and comfort that is worth real thought." Something Sweet Reviving the little botanic spark in your heart Today in 1966, the New York Daily News shared the TV listing for 9pm: a repeat episode of Bewitched starring Elizabeth Montgomery and Dick York. In the episode, rare black Peruvian roses robbed Samantha of her witching powers and gave her little green square spots on her face. Aunt Clara remembers that the Peruvian black rose was used to drive witches out of Peru. She sends Darrin off to gather items for the antidote that she will brew: bat wings, porpoise milk, eye of newt and an ostrich feather. Luckily for Samantha, Aunt Clara said that she could only get Peruvian black rose sickness once. Thanks for listening to the daily gardener, and remember: "For a happy, healthy life, garden every day."
Ready for another dousing of darkness? This weekend I plan to bring Part II of a message I started last weekend entitled, "Getting Comforatble with Darkness" from the life of Moses. Moses met God on Mt. Sinai in darkness. Several things from his life and experience parallel our lives as Christ followers. For one, it's often confusing why we have to go through darkness to find God. For another, it seems odd that God would envelop himself in darkness. Why all the secrecy? How about the length of time we have to remain in darkness until God finally shows up? As Moses came to learn, I too am learning that darkness plays a useful part in my spiritual development. There is something there for me in my darkness. I wonder if that's why Theodore Roethke, an American poet once wrote, “In a dark time, the eye begins to see” and why the Psalmist writes, Darkness is my closest friend.” I am learning that faith requires us to see in the dark, when everything is not clearly lit before us. It's a place where we must take another step and not know exactly know what the outcome will be. Our eyes begin to adjust, our heart stops racing, we focus less on the darkness around us and more on a presence around us. Todd
Peter Balakian joins Kevin Young to read and discuss Theodore Roethke's poem "In a Dark Time" and his own poem "Eggplant." Balakian's latest book is "Ozone Journal," which won the 2016 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry.
Tonight, we're nodding off with The Waking, a poem by Theodore Roethke. Goodnight pals! GrahamGanahl.com --- Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/noddingoff/support
Rick Shelley tried Glam Rock with his high-school buddies in Walla Walla, WA (so fun to say that), but it never really suited him. He started tarting in the band “Rag Tag,” where Rick just wanted to play guitar, but his band mates eventually took that from him and made him the singer…since he was the only one that actually could. One of those former bandmates was Nick Oliveri from Queens of The Stone Age. Moving from there into a band called “WoodShed” (Where he technically never left) he started to discover more about his music. Rick sheds some light on the transition from band member to solo artist. It can be scary and nerve-racking, but it definitely is rewarding. Many of Rick’s songs are story based, lending people to think they are about someone or something specific. His new album “Hope Wrapped in Razor Wire” is just a glimpse into the depth of Rick, and he even explains that title to us. We play a song from that album, Rick PERFORMS one LIVE, and he even gives us a teaser of a new song he’s been working on. Make sure to follow him at rickshelleymusic.com for more. Also…listen to the very end to hear an extra bit about the OTHER Rick Shelley… 08:36 - “Dead Horse Hollows” Based off of a story by poet Theodore Roethke 19:28 – “All She Really Wants” LIVE 34:15 – “Walking with Ghosts“ – From "1909 miles" album 47:08 – “Heart’s Still Painted Blue” NEW SONG – LIVE The Dusty Futon, LLC is focused on revolutionizing the music industry…one artist at a time! We provide free tools and exposure to LOCAL and INDEPENDENT artists through networking. If you love what we do and want to support us, please consider viewing our Patreon page at Patreon.com/TheDustyFuton. You can always find us at www.DustyFuton.com and email us at admin@dustyfuton.com.
Amanda Holmes reads Theodore Roethke’s poem, “The Waking.” Have a suggestion for a poem? Email us: podcast@theamericanscholar.org. If we select your entry, you’ll win a copy of a poetry collection edited by David Lehman.This episode was produced by Stephanie Bastek and features the song “Canvasback” by Chad Crouch. See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.
Theodore Roethke, In a Dark Time: In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade; I hear my echo in the echoing wood—A lord of nature weeping to a tree. I live between … Continue reading → The post THE DAY’S ON FIRE: It’s for the Birds first appeared on Dr. Barbara Mossberg » Poetry Slowdown.
It's time to talk about America. We're looking at ways to deal with what's coming, from that bug-out bag full of spare magazines, to terrifying self-sacrifice on South Carolina's spiritual battlefield, to Hollywood's last-ditch play for immortality with the forces of global capital. Join us on the beach to watch the blood-dimmed tide roll in. BONUS SCENE for our patreon supporters: https://bit.ly/2v5yF8x ; SOURCES: - "In A Dark Time" by Theodore Roethke (1963): https://bit.ly/2wYW33A ; - "Preppers are Crazy" by SensiblePrepper (03/2012): https://youtu.be/6_AJljHYww8 ; - "7 Worst Rookie Prepper Mistakes and How to Avoid Them" by SNO Multimedia (09/2014): https://youtu.be/byKqaGUiaFM ; - from Melville, Moby Dick: chapter XCIII, The Castaway ; - "I'm the Girl Who Clawed Her Own Eyes Out. This Is My Story: Twenty-year old Kaylee Muthart speaks out for the first time since the incident that made national news," by Kaylee Muthart as told to Elizabeth Narins, in Cosmo (Mar. 9, 2018): https://bit.ly/2FIMVbu ; - "Top 10 Sheep Dog Gangs That Will Form After The Collapse" by Reality Survival & Prepping (08/2017): https://youtu.be/EAUbsTQ-PPc ; - "The Second Coming" by W.B. Yeats (1919), as read by Dominic West: https://youtu.be/QI40j17EFbI ; - "Secrets of the Marvel Universe," by Joanna Robinson, Vanity Fair (Nov. 27, 2017): https://bit.ly/2iUyVyw ; - music from the episode: https://bit.ly/2GAWtCw ; - cover image: https://bit.ly/2GEwfiy .
This week on StoryWeb: Theodore Roethke’s poem “My Papa’s Waltz,” A story contained in sixteen short lines of poetry – that is Theodore Roethke’s “My Papa’s Waltz.” This autobiographical poem tells of a little boy dancing with his drunk father as his frowning mother looks on. How to read this poem? Is the speaker a man looking back at his drunken father with affection or remembering the fear he felt at his father’s whiskey binges? Love and fear simultaneously? There is mixed, conflicted affection in the poem. The boy hangs on “like death” and acknowledges that “such waltzing was not easy.” But he also mentions “[t]he hand that held my wrist” and says that his father “waltzed me off to bed / Still clinging to your shirt.” Despite the intimacy, however, it’s impossible not to notice the hard, nearly brutal images in the poem. The father dances around the room so roughly that pans slide off the kitchen shelf. The father’s hand is “battered.” The boy’s ear “scrape[s]” his father’s belt buckle. The father “beat[s] time on my head / With a palm caked hard by dirt.” These images hint of domestic violence – the father toward the boy or the father toward the mother, perhaps both. However you read this poem, it is a poem of great intimacy – the grown man looking back at what passed for a close moment with his father. While it’s undeniable that the poem reveals the harsh side of the speaker’s father, the poem also reveals a tenderness between the father and the boy, the affection (if conflicted) the boy feels for the father. Even the boy himself seems to wonder how he was supposed to feel. He’s “dizzy” – a state that can be good or bad. And he says, “Such waltzing was not easy.” As he dances a fragile dance between his father and his mother, he hangs on like death, clings to his father as best he can. The title of the volume in which the poem appears – The Lost Son – may give us a clue as to how to read the poem, whether a fond remembrance of affection or a terrifying memory of fear. But even when we acknowledge that the “lost son” sounds negative, we are left with two opposing words: “lost” and “son.” Loss, abandonment, pain are acknowledged, but so too is the relationship of father and son. This volume of poetry, published in 1948, was Roethke’s breakthrough book. The poem is likely based on Roethke’s own childhood. He was born and raised in Saginaw, Michigan, where his German immigrant father, Otto, owned and ran a twenty-five-acre greenhouse. When Roethke was fourteen, his father died of cancer and his uncle committed suicide. The great feeling of abandonment that sprang up in Roethke’s life intertwined with his own alcoholism and his profound struggles with manic depression. Despite this pain or perhaps because of it, Roethke’s poetry has an unusual power and grace. To learn more about Roethke, visit the Poetry Foundation website, the Biography website, or the Modern American Poetry website. Poet Stanley Kunitz offers an insightful and heartfelt tribute to Roethke, and in an interview, Native American author Sherman Alexie acknowledges his debt to Roethke, saying that “I’ve spent my whole career rewriting ‘My Papa’s Waltz’ with an Indian twist.” These last two resources come from the outstanding Poetry Society of America website. To explore Roethke’s poetry more fully, check out his collection The Waking, which won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry in 1954. It includes his famous title poem, which reads in part, “I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. / I learn by going where I have to go.” You might also enjoy The Collected Poems of Theodore Roethke and Straw for the Fire: From the Notebooks of Theodore Roethke. If you are a writer, you’ll enjoy Roethke’s book On Poetry and Craft. Visit thestoryweb.com/Roethke to listen to Theodore Roethke read “My Papa’s Waltz.” You can also watch a 1964 film about Theodore Roethke, In a Dark Time, which features footage of Roethke reading selected poems, including “The Waking.”
Sandy Kleven is an extraordinary woman whose open and honest nature has enhanced the life of Alaskans everywhere. Editor of Cirque, a Literary Journal, she is also author of the short film "To the Moon," an homage to poet Theodore Roethke and poetry collections Defiance Street and Holy Land. Her writings have been published in Alaska Quarterly Review, Oklahoma Review, F Magazine, Stoneboat and in the anthology, Cold Flashes (U of AK Press) Raised in Seattle, Washington, Sandy Kleven spent much of the last 33 years working in Alaska’s village communities. Her early writing focused on the prevention of child sexual abuse throughout Alaska and led to her two children’s books The Right Touch and Talk about Touch. "The way to approach such a talk without sounding arrogant is to speak of struggles and failures as well as the long, slow breakthroughs to some kind of success. And you can also talk about your companions; the ones who made a difference" Sandy Kleven works as a clinical social worker. In 2011, she earned an MFA in Creative Writing from UAA. In 2015, she was inducted to the Northshore School District Wall of Honor for her contributions to the community and the world.
“In a dark time the eye begins to see,I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;I hear my echo in the echoing wood—“----Theodore Roethke, from In A Dark TimeLike the Norwegian fairy tale, “Prince Lindworm,” the Arthurian story of Sir Gawain and Lady Ragnell is a story about the mysterious transformative power found in embracing the un-embraceable. It raises different questions though, questions about the nature of a true king, patriarchy, and our secret ugliness. I’m sending this out to nasty women everywhere, and the men who love and support them.Support the show (https://www.patreon.com/mythmatterspodcast)
Special Guest: Dr. Sam Frank That line from a poem by Theodore Roethke describes a common nemesis for Parkinson's patients: sleep. Yet disrupted sleep may also be an early warning sign of the disease. What can sleep tells us about the disease and what can we do to make sleeplessness less a burden for those living with PD?
Is there anybody up in here who ain't on birth control? LINKS What it's like to be in the studio: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NBtfK-aCn3Q This is not the exact book I read from, but this will get you through the week: http://knopfdoubleday.com/book/156629/the-collected-poems-of-theodore-roethke/ More on vasectomies: https://www.plannedparenthood.org/learn/birth-control/vasectomy
My friend, artist & musician, Anthony Record, recommended I read you some Theodore Roethke. How could I not? Roethke is one of the best. So is Anthony! And LOOK AT THAT TITLE. "Elegy for Jane (My Student, Thrown by a Horse)"...jesus. That's a title. This poem destroys me. Too bad I don't know how to pronounce Roethke's name. Sorry about that. While we're at it, sorry about a lot of things. I'm cloudy and consumed and not on my "A" game right now. Something about this morning also compelled me to share with you my favorite art & literature journal, Nat. Brut! Please go check their website out ASAP. You won't regret it. Neither father nor lover, Robyn
Larry leads the Memorial Day parade on Milleronia. Will the parade end up in volcano #2? Should marching bands play pop songs? On Magic Movie Moment, Larry talks about the great movie "Papillion." And on Poetry Corner, Larry recites, "I Knew A Woman" by Theodore Roethke. Quote of the week: "He loved to play checkers, but only barefoot."Enjoy the show? Tell a friend or share it on Facebook or Twitter!Show CreditsProducer: Colonel Jeff Fox
Complete Service-First Unitarian Universalist Society of San Francisco
The title is taken from the American poet, Theodore Roethke. The sermon will be a Christmas season response to the underlying tone of despair in so many lives and so much of our culture. Sue Anthony will be the Worship Associate. Trumpet, soloist, carols, and candlelight will welcome all. The Reverend John Buehrens, Senior Minister Susan Anthony, Worship Associate Dr. Mark Sumner, Music Director Reiko Oda Lane, organ, Bell Choir Director Tom Dambly, trumpet Laurel Sprigg, soprano Kate Offer, soprano Mark Johnson, piano Jonathan Silk, Sound, Order of Service & Worship Archives/Podcast
Sermons-First Unitarian Universalist Society of San Francisco
The title is taken from the American poet, Theodore Roethke. The sermon will be a Christmas season response to the underlying tone of despair in so many lives and so much of our culture. Sue Anthony will be the Worship Associate. Trumpet, soloist, carols, and candlelight will welcome all. The Reverend John Buehrens, Senior Minister Susan Anthony, Worship Associate Dr. Mark Sumner, Music Director Reiko Oda Lane, organ, Bell Choir Director Tom Dambly, trumpet Laurel Sprigg, soprano Kate Offer, soprano Mark Johnson, piano Jonathan Silk, Sound, Order of Service & Worship Archives/Podcast
Poet and editor, Sandy Kleven, discusses why this mega-writing conference is important, how Alaska writers can engage with AWP in the future, and shares stories about meeting of Theodore Roethke's students, some who inspired her play "I Teach out of Love", at AWP. Sandy Kleven is editor of Cirque, a Literary Journal and author of Defiance Street, Poems and other Writing.
This intimate critique of Roethke's influence on American literature includes readings written by his former students, including poets Richard Hugo, David Wagoner, James Wright, Jack Gilbert and Carolyn Kizer, plus a segment from the play "First Class" by David Wagoner focusing on Roethke the teacher. Sandy Kleven, who wrote the script, is an alumna of UAA's M.F.A. program, the editor of the literary journal Cirque, author of "Holy Land", the book children's book "The Right Touch" and a collection of poems called "Defiance Street".
Weekly JourneywithJesus.net postings, read by Daniel B. Clendenin. Essay: *Walking the Ancient Way of Saint James: Expecting the Unexpected* for Sunday, 17 June 2012; book review: *Dion: The Wanderer Talks Truth; Stories, Humor and Music* by Dion DiMucci with Mike Aquilina (2011); film review: *Being Elmo: A Puppeteer's Journey* (2011); poem review: *My Papa's Waltz* by Theodore Roethke.
(Poetry of Emily Dickinson, e.e. cummings, Gerard Manley Hopkins, Theodore Roethke, Stanley Kunitz, Barbara Mossberg aka Fat Lady Flying) THAT APRIL! This April. This here April. –-No locked doors here, April’s welcome on our Poetry Slow Down, as we note Emily … Continue reading → The post THAT APRIL!— WHAT IS ALL THIS JUICE AND ALL THIS JOY? RESURRECTION AND RESILIENCE IN AND THROUGH POETRY OF SPRING—AND FAT LADY RISING first appeared on Dr. Barbara Mossberg » Poetry Slowdown.
Weekly JourneywithJesus.net postings, read by Daniel B. Clendenin. Essay: *Divine Redemption in Our Human Families: Lessons from Jacob and Esau* for Sunday, 10 July 2011; book review: *The Age of Deception; Nuclear Diplomacy in Treacherous Times* by Mohamed ElBaradei (2011); film review: *127 Hours* (2010); poem review: *My Papa's Waltz* by Theodore Roethke.
Two distinguished poets, C.D. Wright and David Wagoner, will read from their work in an evening presentation at the Library of Congress. Speaker Biography: C.D. Wright was born in the Ozark Mountains of Arkansas, the daughter of a judge and a court reporter. She has published over a dozen books, including "Rising, Falling, Hovering" (2008); "Like Something Flying Backwards: New and Selected Poems" (2007); and a text edition of "One Big Self: An Investigation" (2003), a project she undertook with photographer Deborah Luster to document Louisiana inmates. She has also published several book-length poems, including the critically acclaimed "Deepstep Come Shining" (1998). Speaker Biography: David Wagoner is recognized as the leading poet of the Pacific Northwest, often compared to his early mentor Theodore Roethke, and highly praised for his skillful, insightful and serious body of work. He has won numerous prestigious literary awards including the Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, two Pushcart Prizes, and the Academy of Arts and Letters Award, and has twice been nominated for the National Book Award. The author of ten acclaimed novels, Wagoner's fiction has been awarded the Sherwood Anderson Foundation Award. Professor emeritus at the University of Washington, Wagoner enjoys an excellent reputation as both a writer and a teacher of writing. He was selected to serve as chancellor of the Academy of American Poets in 1978, replacing Robert Lowell, and was the editor of Poetry Northwest until its last issue in 2002.
Archival recordings of Theodore Roethke, with an introduction to his life and work. Recorded 1950s, YMHA Poetry Center, New York, NY. Courtesy of the Library of Congress.
Weekly JourneywithJesus.net postings, read by Daniel B. Clendenin. Essay: *The Gospel of Our Weakness*, guest essay by Dan Lewis for Sunday 9 July 2006; book review: *Overthrow: America's Century of Regime Change from Hawaii to Iraq* by Stephen Kinzer (2006); film review: *Wheel of Time* (2003); poem review: *My Papa's Waltz* by Theodore Roethke; music review: *Mission of My Soul: The Best of Peter Himmelman* by Peter Himmelman.
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