Anyway, just in case anyone is still reading here, I thought I'd post a poem today. See, Bruce Springsteen released the first single from his forthcoming album the other day (and it's pretty good - you can read my review-ish thing over at Blogness on the Edge of Town), and we're looking forward to an announcement of U.S. tourdates just anytime now (you hear that Bruce and Inc.? ANY.TIME.NOW.), and that makes me think about the band, and about the much-loved band members who've passed on in the past few years - Clarence Clemons this past June, Danny Federici in 2008.
I haven't been able to write much of anything about Clarence yet - but in '08 I wrote a small elegy for Danny, which I'd like to post here in honor of what would have been his 62nd birthday today - thanks to my Twitter people for reminding me of this. Happy birthday, Danny, wherever you are.
The earthquake? True story.
(Note, you'll probably need to click on the poem to embiggen it and make it readable. Here's a PDF version you can download, in case that is easier for anyone.)
2 comments:
Beautiful poem, Anne.
I've never been in an earthquake. Hard to imagine if you haven't been through it, I guess -- trying to imagine feeling the earth actually moving underneath.
You going to AWP in Chicago? I'm planning to go. Margaret Atwood is the keynote speaker -- I totally want to hear her.
Thanks, Lyle! I would dearly love to go to AWP, but the money just isn't there this time around. Margaret Atwood will be fantastic, I'm sure!
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