Tag Archives: Poetry

1897: C.3.3.

When Oscar Wilde’s poem The Ballad of Reading Gaol was published in February, 1898, the author’s name appeared only as “C.3.3.,” which had been the number of Wilde’s tiny room in the prison: block C, landing 3, cell 3. It … Continue reading

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1943: Eine Kleine Nachtmusik

Dorothea Tanning: Eine Kleine Nachtmusik (1943) Artspeak If Art would only talk it would, at last, reveal itself for what it is, what we all burn to know. As for our certainties, it would fetch a dry yawn then take … Continue reading

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2017: Walt Whitman’s House

Marsden Hartley: Walt Whitman’s House, 328 Mickle Street, Camden, New Jersey (c. 1905) From 2017 Google Streetview: Whitman’s house today—now 328 Dr Martin Luther King Blvd—and the view from its windows, Camden County Jail: We two, how long we were … Continue reading

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1994: You Bomb You!

Allen Ginsberg throwing out the first pitch at a San Francisco Giants game on June 1, 1994. The team had invited him to be the first in a “City of Poets” series in which writers read their work before games. … Continue reading

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2006: WHEN I AM WITH PEOPLE I AM BOTHERED BY HEARING VERY QUEER THINGS

WHEN I AM WITH PEOPLE I AM BOTHERED BY HEARING VERY QUEER THINGS I went to the pillar-box I never saw a worse-looking house in town or in hunting zones “welcome to girly hell” turn her out because her necklace … Continue reading

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1927: Work in Progress

On May 20, 1927, James Joyce wrote to Harriet Shaw Weaver about what should happen if he were unable to complete Finnegans Wake. Another writer, Joyce said, should take it up and finish it; he had the person in mind: … Continue reading

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1821: In Life the Firmest Friend

From a letter written by Percy Bysshe Shelley to Thomas Love Peacock, August 1821: Lord Byron gets up at two. I get up, quite contrary to my usual custom…at twelve. After breakfast, we sit talking till six. From six till … Continue reading

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