Categories Clippings Columbia Heavy Heart, Empty Heart Post author By Jamie Post date October 18, 2014 No Comments on Heavy Heart, Empty Heart In 1963, back when it was still acceptable for poets to be openly, ferociously competitive, and Frank Lloyd Wright’s whorled Guggenheim Museum in Manhattan was still new and aesthetically suspect, the greatest poet of his day mounted the stage under Wright’s spiral ramp and inaugurated a reading series sponsored by the Academy of American Poets. Robert Lowell, a tall, elegant man of letters from an old New England family, read his own work to the crowd and then introduced a friend, “an underground poet still digging.” On cue, a stooped, heavily bearded, intoxicated man approached the lectern, and, in a peculiar, strangled voice, explained why it was proper for a trick-or-treating tot to use an expletive to curse the chairman of the First National Bank who’d dropped a polished apple into his sack and broke his cookie. Share this:ShareEmailPrintFacebookTwitterPocketLinkedInPinterestRedditTumblr Tags Clippings, Columbia, poetry By Jamie For the time being this site is an attempt to collate my clippings and an attempt to describe some of the scenes I might be using in a forthcoming novel. View Archive → ← American Outlaws → Satan Comes to Oklahoma City Leave a Reply Cancel replyYou must be logged in to post a comment.
