From Day by Day by Robert Lowell (probably Jeb O’Brian’s favorite poet).
NB: A first edition of this book was located in Dauphine Street Books in the French Quarter, a good place to ride the train to if you have the chance.
A nod to Kierkegaard and Walker Percy: existentialist tomfoolery, political satire, literary homage, word mongering, a year-round summer reading club, Dylanesque music bits, apocalyptic marianism, poetry, fiction, meta-porn, a prisoner work-release program.
Søren Kierkegaard
Walker Percy
Bob Dylan
Literature & History
Letters from an American
Beau of the Fifth Column
This American Life
The Writer’s Almanac
San Diego Reader
The Stranger
The Inlander
Adoremus
Charlotte was Both
The Onion
From Empty Hands
Ellen Finnigan
America
Commonweal
First Things
National Review
The New Republic
All Manner of Thing
Gerasene Writers Conference
Scrutinies
DarwinCatholic
Catholic and Enjoying It
Bad Catholic
Universalis
Is My Phylactery Showing?
Quotidian Quintilian
En pocas palabras
William Wilson, Guitarist Extraordinaire
Signposts in a Strange Land
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
The Fine Delight
Gene Luen Yang
Wiseblood Books
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Most definitely. Reading it now, this poem strikes me as a response to his earlier Beyond the Alps, the poem at the heart of Life Studies describing a train trip from Rome to Paris. All that snow, and yet those killer kings. A black classic, to be sure.
Many thanks!
What a beautiful poem. Epilogue has always been my favorite in this late collection, but rereading <The Day just now reveals the same sense of peace he seems to have found found there.
I sprinkled what Lowell-like phrasings I could throughout Under the Overpass, but this is the living model before my poor plaster.
Thanks again, Jono.
Thanks. This may be my new favorite poem of the day.
That’s a fine looking nail.
A little grimy. Which adds flavor for the chewing.
Vergil-like.