WD Snodgrass - Reading 'Heart's Needle (7th cycle)' (92/99)
To listen to more of WD Snodgrass’s stories, go to the playlist: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLVV0r6CmEsFwBI0KrNwBVBuDlsVoNceem American poet WD Snodgrass won several awards including the Pulitzer Prize for his first collection of poetry, "Hearts Needle". His controversial fifth anthology "The Führer Bunker" received heavy criticism but in recent years their importance has been recognised. [Listener: William B. Patrick] TRANSCRIPT: This is from Heart's Needle, that cycle of poems. And it's number seven, a summertime poem, and a playground poem. Here in the scuffled dust is our ground of play. I lift you on your swing and must shove you away, see you return again, drive you off again, then stand quiet till you come. You, though you climb higher, farther from me, longer, will fall back to me stronger. Bad penny, pendulum, you keep my constant time to bob in blue July where fat goldfinches fly over the glittering, fecund reach of our growing lands. Once more now, this second, I hold you in my hands.
To listen to more of WD Snodgrass’s stories, go to the playlist: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLVV0r6CmEsFwBI0KrNwBVBuDlsVoNceem American poet WD Snodgrass won several awards including the Pulitzer Prize for his first collection of poetry, "Hearts Needle". His controversial fifth anthology "The Führer Bunker" received heavy criticism but in recent years their importance has been recognised. [Listener: William B. Patrick] TRANSCRIPT: This is from Heart's Needle, that cycle of poems. And it's number seven, a summertime poem, and a playground poem. Here in the scuffled dust is our ground of play. I lift you on your swing and must shove you away, see you return again, drive you off again, then stand quiet till you come. You, though you climb higher, farther from me, longer, will fall back to me stronger. Bad penny, pendulum, you keep my constant time to bob in blue July where fat goldfinches fly over the glittering, fecund reach of our growing lands. Once more now, this second, I hold you in my hands.