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Originally Posted by bobabode
Pulitzer prize winning poet Carolyn Kizer passed away Thursday at 89.
“Doctor, I’ll say,” she writes in “Afternoon Happiness,”
"I’m supposed to be a poet.
All life’s awfulness has been grist to me.
We learn that happiness is a Chinese meal,
While sorrow is a nourishment forever.
My new environment is California Dreamer.
I’m fearful I’m forgetting how to brood.
And, Doctor, another thing has got me worried:
I’m not drinking as much as I should ..."
http://www.latimes.com/books/jacketc...011-story.html
Rest in Peace dear lady. |
Never heard of her.
What in the Hell kind of poetry is that?
Some kind of Left Coast Hippie shit?