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Marilyn Hacker


  • Politics October 18, 2001

    Respite in a Minor Key

    I would like an unbroken stretch of drizzly
    weekday afternoons, in a moulting season:
    nowhere else to go but across the street for
    bread, and the paper.

    Later, faces, voices across a table,
    or an autumn fricassee, cèpes and shallots,
    sipping Gigandas as I dice and hum to
    Charpentier's vespers.

    No one's waiting for me across an ocean.
    What I can't understand or change is distant.
    War is a debate, or at worst, a headlined
    nightmare. But waking

    it will be there still, and one morning closer
    to my implication in what I never
    chose, elected, as my natal sky rains down
    civilian ashes.

    Marilyn Hacker

  • Poetry November 18, 1999

    1999 Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize

    The Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize of $10,000, awarded annually for the most outstanding book of poems published in the United States by an American, is administered mutually by the A

    Marilyn Hacker