{"id":735,"date":"2010-07-27T00:01:17","date_gmt":"2010-07-27T04:01:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/2010\/07\/27\/gerald-stern-stepping-out-poetry\/"},"modified":"2010-07-27T00:13:54","modified_gmt":"2010-07-27T04:13:54","slug":"gerald-stern-stepping-out-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/beatrice.com\/wordpress\/2010\/07\/27\/gerald-stern-stepping-out-poetry\/","title":{"rendered":"Gerald Stern, “Stepping Out of Poetry”"},"content":{"rendered":"

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What would you give for one of the old yellow streetcars
\nrocking toward you again through the thick snow?<\/p>\n

What would you give for the feeling of joy as you climbed
\nup the three iron steps and took your place by the cold window?<\/p>\n

Oh, what would you give to pick up your stack of books
\nand walk down the icy path in front of the library?<\/p>\n

What would you give for your dream
\nto be as clear and simple as it was then
\nin the dark afternoons, at the old scarred tables?<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Gerald Stern’s Early Collected Poems<\/i><\/a> gathers together much of the verse from six books first published between 1965 and 1992. In an essay published last month at Norton’s Poets Out Loud<\/i> website, Stern looks back at his early efforts<\/a>: “I was interested in that which was overlooked, neglected, and unseen, from a political, religious, and personal point of view and a voice that bespoke this in the simplest, most honest manner,” he writes. “I found myself returning to early—to fundamental—experiences, as I found myself discovering a new language. This constituted a celebration as well as a kind of mourning or elegy… [It] was a difficult road to hoe, for it expressed neither formal, academic niceness nor bohemian madness.”<\/p>\n

Other poems in this collection include “Kissing Stieglitz Goodbye<\/a>” (at the Academy of American Poets website, which has an audio recording of “Sylvia<\/a>” as well), “Waving Good-by<\/a>” (the Poetry Out Loud<\/i> website), and “Another Insane Devotion<\/a>” (Poetry<\/i>). Earlier this year, The New Yorker<\/i> published a new Stern poem, “Dream IV<\/a>.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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