"These Are The Tranquilized Fifties, And I Am Forty"
Michael over at The Cruelest Month just reminded me of something Paul Muldoon said last night at our event--'sometimes it's fun to have fun with poetry.'
This poem by Robert Lowell called Memories of West Street and Lepke, read by Frank Bidart in 1996, shows that he might have agreed with Muldoon. Just the mouthfeel of the poem when pronounced by Bidart is enough to make you want to read it aloud--words like 'bookworming,' 'beachwagon,' and 'flame flamingo' abound. Download it here, or give a listen below.
And while we're on the subject of Lowell, I'd be remiss if I didn't mention Henri Cole's recording of a Lowell poem from last week. Cole reads tonight at Housing Works (which is really in Soho) with Carl Dennis.