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Analogous to nervous cluelessness is something we might call “anxious gatekeeping.”   This is desire to police the borders of poetry, or of...

Thursday, June 1, 2017

Merton

I'm always finding poems I should have known about before publishing the Lorca book.  An elegy for Lorca by Thomas Merton starts like this:  

Where the white bridge rears up its stamping arches 
 Proud as a colt across the clatter of the shallow river, 
The sharp guitars 
Have never forgotten your name. 



1 comment:

Leslie said...

That is quite good. It seems familiar, too, but it is shockingly good.