With all the heavy coverage from Gaza and Ukraine today, we could all use a poem selected by the wonderful Alice Quinn. Here’s “Happily Married” by Deborah Garrison: Almost home on the longest day of the year, I saw two birds on a telephone wire: two beaks, two sharp-peaked ruffs, two tails that stuck down stiff … Continue reading A Poem For Monday
“Husband, Not at Home” by Deborah Garrison : A soldier, a soldier, gone to the litigation wars, or down to Myrtle Beach to play golf with Dad for the weekend. Why does the picture of him trampling the emerald grass in those silly shoes or flinging his tie over his shoulder to eat a take-out … Continue reading A Poem For Sunday
Dish poetry editor Alice Quinn writes: In 1998, the poet and editor Deborah Garrison published her debut collection, A Working Girl Can’t Win. At the time, she and I were colleagues at The New Yorker. Now she is poetry editor at Alfred A. Knopf, where I once had the same wonderful job, as well as … Continue reading A Poem For Saturday
Tomorrow night, I’m taking part in a celebration of the poetry of Philip Larkin at the Cooper Union in New York City at 7 pm. There will be readings by Meena Alexander, Archie Burnett, Billy Collins, James Fenton, Jonathan Galassi, Deborah Garrison, Adam Gopnik, Eamon Grennan, Mary Karr, Nick Laird, J.D. McClatchy, D. Nurkse, Katha Pollitt, Rowan Ricardo Phillips, Saskia Hamilton, Vijay Seshadri, Paul Simon, … Continue reading “The Still, Sad Music Of Humanity”
