A Poem by Na Hye-Sok on Her Birthday

Na Hye-sok was born on April 28, 1896; pioneering Korean feminist, author, poet, journalist, and the first professional woman painter in Korea, who used the pseudonym Jeongwol. Her short story, Kyonghul (1918), about a woman’s self-discovery, is considered the first feminist work in Korean literature. After her husband divorced her for infidelity while they were living in Paris, her reputation was ruined when she published A Divorce Confession, which challenged male dominance and repression of women’s sexuality in Korean society. Unable to sell her writing or her paintings, she spent her last years living on the charity of Buddhist monasteries. Her paintings are now highly regarded and sell for thousands of dollars, but it is difficult to authenticate her later work, and a number of fakes have appeared on the market.

To read her poem “The Doll’s House” click:

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A Poem by Cecil Day Lewis on His Birthday


Cecil Day Lewis born on April 27, 1904 in Ballintubbert, Ireland; British poet who was UK Poet Laureate from 1968 until his death in 1972. His mother died when he was two years old, and he was brought up in London by his father and an aunt. During WWII, he worked as a publications editor in the Ministry of Information, an institution satirized by George Orwell in his dystopian Nineteen Eighty-Four,  although the book was equally based on Orwell’s experiences at the BBC.  After the war, Day-Lewis became a lecturer at Cambridge University, and published his lectures in The Poetic Image in 1947. He was Professor of Poetry at Oxford from 1951 to 1956, and the Norton Professor at Harvard (1962-1963). He published a dozen collections of poetry, four collections of essays, translations of Virgil, and a number of novels, including a private detective mystery series under the pen name Nicolas Blake. Day Lewis died at age 68 from pancreatic cancer in May 1972.  Daniel Day-Lewis is his son.


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Red Silk and the Never-Ending Honeymoon

Good Morning!

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Marriage is falling in love over and over again – always with the same person.
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“So are you to my thoughts as food to life,
Or as sweet-seasoned showers are to the ground.”
William Shakespeare, Sonnet 75
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This will not be my usual Monday post. My husband and I are celebrating our 40th wedding anniversary this week.

We only had a one-night honeymoon when we got married, so each year since (except during the Covid lockdown), we’ve taken a few days to go away together, another chapter of our “never-ending” honeymoon.

For the rest of the story, and to read my poem “Red Silk” click:

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A Poem by Louise Glück on Her Birthday

Louise Glück born on April 22, 1943, in New York City and grew up on Long Island; American poet and essayist; winner of the 1993 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry for The Wild Iris; Library of Congress Special Bicentennial Consultant (2000-2002) and Poet Laureate (2003-2004); and 2014 National Book Award (Poetry) for Faithful and Virtuous Night. In 2020, she won the Nobel Prize in Literature. Her father was a Hungarian Jewish immigrant who helped invent and market the X-Acto Knife. She attended Sarah Lawrence College and Columbia University without graduating from either school. In her mid-twenties, she published her poetry collection Firstborn to mixed reviews. Glück has since published over a dozen collections which have been heaped with honors.

To read Louise Glück’s poem “Nostos” click:

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Jazz

April 20, 2011International Jazz Day: declared by UNESCO, at the suggestion of UNESCO Goodwill Ambassador Herbie Hancock, who chaired the first event in 2012, co-sponsored by the Thelonious Monk Institute of Jazz

Yusef Komunyakaa (1947 – ) is a African American poet who was born as James William Brown, in Bogalusa Louisiana, the eldest of five children. He served one tour of duty in South Vietnam during the war, and worked for the military paper Southern Cross, leaving the service in 1966. He earned an M.A. in writing from Colorado State University in 1978, and an M.F.A. in Creative Writing from the University of California, Irvine, in 1980. He was awarded the 1994 Pulitzer Prize in Poetry for Neon Vernacular. Komunyakaa is a professor in the Creative Writing Program at New York University.

To read Yusef Komunyakaa’s poem “Blue Dementia” click:

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TCS: To Live the Ways We Want to Live

Good Morning!

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Welcome to The Coffee Shop, just for you early risers
on Monday mornings. This is an Open Thread forum,
so if you have an off-topic opinion burning a hole in
your brainpan, feel free to add a comment.

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“Black Poets should live―not leap
From steel bridges, like the white boys do”
“Let all Black Poets die as trumpets,
And be buried in the dust of marching feet”

Etheridge Knight

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“Poetry survives because it haunts and it haunts
because it is simultaneously utterly clear and
deeply mysterious; because it cannot be entirely
accounted for, it cannot be exhausted.”

Louise Glück

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A Poem by Tracy K. Smith on Her Birthday

Tracy K. Smith was born on April 16, 1972, in Falmouth, Massachusetts, the youngest of five children. She grew up in Fairfield, California, but then headed East. She studied at Harvard, where she joined the Dark Room Collective, a reading series for writers of color, and then went on to receive her MFA from Columbia University. She returned to California, just for a Stegner fellowship at Stanford University (1997-1999), and then went East again. She won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry, in 2012, for Life on Mars. Smith was awarded the 2014 Academy of American Poets Fellowship. In addition, she is the author of three award-winning books of poetry, and a memoir, Ordinary Light, which was a finalist for the National Book Award in nonfiction. From 2017 to 2019, she was the United States Poet Laureate.

To read Tracy K. Smith’s poem “Don’t You Wonder, Sometimes?” click:

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Scrabble Day: Tense, Tenuous, and Tender

On April 13, 1899Alfred Butts was born. He was an American architect, and the inventor of the board game Scrabble.

On April 13, 1947Rae Armantrout was born. She is an American poet, the winner of the 2009 National Book Critics Circle Award, and of the 2010 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry for her collection Versed.

Aside from sharing a birthday, you might think these two had little in common. But here’s a poem by Rae Armantrout which could help your Scrabble game:

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TCS: Time to Be Dazzled

Good Morning!

Spring Flowers - Mid Green shaped Coffee Mug

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Welcome to The Coffee Shop, just for you early risers
on Monday mornings. This is an Open Thread forum,
so if you have an off-topic opinion burning a hole in
your brainpan, feel free to add a comment.

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The poet is on the side of undeceiving the world.
Seamus Heaney

I was trying to tell myself
what I must have known
before
in a form
I wouldn’t recognize at first.”
Rae Armantrout, from Next Life

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Today – a poem by Billy Collins

Billy Collins was born on March 22, 1941, dubbed “the most popular poet in America” by Bruce Weber in the New York Times, was a two-term U.S. Poet Laureate (2001-2003), and has published many poetry collections, including Questions About Angels; The Art of Drowning; and Nine Horses: Poems. It was Questions About Angels, published in 1991, that put him in the literary spotlight.  Collins says his poetry is “suburban, it’s domestic, it’s middle class, and it’s sort of unashamedly that.”

To read the poem “Today’ by Billy Collins, click:

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