Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Prize Poetry

Congratulations to Robert Hass and Philip Schultz, co-winners of the 2008 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry!

The rest of us have to act like we believe
The dead women in the rubble of Baghdad
Who did not cast a vote for their deaths
Or the raw white of the exposed bones
In the bodies of their men or their children
Are being given the gift of freedom
Which is the virtue of the injured us.
It's hard to say which is worse, the moral
Sloth of it or the intellectual disgrace.

—Robert Hass, from "Bush's War," in Time and Materials

The deep forlorn smell of moss and pine
behind your stone house, you strumming
and singing Lorca, Vallejo, De Andrade,
as if each syllable tasted of blood,
as if you had all the time in the world. . .

You knew your angels loved you
but you also knew they would leave
someone they could not save.

—Philip Schultz, from "The Failure"

I've had two poems of my own accepted for the May issue of The Scrambler. In addition to the texts, you will be able to listen to audio files of me reading the poems. I'll repost the link when that issue is online.

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Blogger Jim H. said...

Congratulations to you on more published poems. Looking forward to reading them.

The first line of your verse is the last line from Keats' "Ode to a Nightingale." What do I win?

And, no, I am not related to Robert Hass. My dad's name is Robert Haas.

11:34 AM  
Blogger Greg said...

Jim: You win my undying admiration as the first (and so far only) i.d. response!

2:40 PM  

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