Let’s see…what do we have on the offerings front this week? Ooo, it’s a classics week with Lawrence, Sandburg and Whitman! And perhaps another installment of Tom Jones coming in later today or this weekend. Enjoy!
Hymn to Priapus, by D.H. Lawrence
…from Look! We Have Come Through!
Read by Xe Sands
Seventh piece in a year-long exploration of Lawrence’s poetry-as-story collection, Look! We Have Come Through!
This one hits home. Ther eis that paradox, something seems to be completey impossible: that your grief, which is present with you every second, under every action, every moment, as it will be forever, is also not there, not present, not under every action…not in this particular moment. And then not in the next particular moment. And you think, how is this possible? How have I felt joy when (as Lawrence writes) “my love lies underground with her face upturned to mine?” But that is the nature of life – it overtakes even the most powerful grief, it moves – sometimes sideways – but it is constant motion. And grief has always struck me as complete LACK of motion, like being in the eye of a very violent storm – only in the eye of grief, there is not calm but pure intensity.
God I love Lawrence.
A Child Said What Is the Grass, by Walt Whitman
Read by Diane Havens
Another favorite from “Leaves of Grass” — a meditation on grass, transforming the ordinary into the sublime. “…the beautiful uncut hair of graves…”
Chicago, by Carl Sandburg
Read by Jay Gould
Tom Jones Book VIII Ch 7, by Henry Fielding
Read by Mark Turetsky
Check back later today!