Dave Read
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Keeping an eye on things from my aerie in the Berkshires.
Discord and Fuss www.lrb.co.uk - Frost helped spring Pound from the bleak house he so deserved to die in; Eliot chose his country well - will the great and good Frost ever be free of them who chose the alien's avenue?
Clare Bucknell · Discord and Fuss: Robert Frost’s Ugly Feelings
Robert Frost’s poetry has a way of lifting its gaze – with a heightening of register, a grand image, a weighty...
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December 16, 2025 at 9:58 PM
Discord and Fuss www.lrb.co.uk - Frost helped spring Pound from the bleak house he so deserved to die in; Eliot chose his country well - will the great and good Frost ever be free of them who chose the alien's avenue?
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Tricky Dick and the Long Con - Reads Poems
What Made America Grifter Accessible? By Dave Read, Lenox, MA, November 20, 2025 – As a product of the Heritage Foundation, Project 2025 is the latest manifestation of a political movement that bore i...
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November 21, 2025 at 8:16 PM
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Have I connected the dots between Nixon and Trump in my piece "Tricky Dick and the Long Con," or am I, too, errant? Especially solicitous of esteemed elders, e.g. @harryshearer.bsky.social and
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November 20, 2025 at 7:33 PM
Have I connected the dots between Nixon and Trump in my piece "Tricky Dick and the Long Con," or am I, too, errant? Especially solicitous of esteemed elders, e.g. @harryshearer.bsky.social and
@weeklyshowpodcast.bsky.social
@weeklyshowpodcast.bsky.social
Self-Interpreting Animals www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v4...
Poets are philosophers who bake their proofs into the pudding; their poems sing for their own suppers, or starve to death. If, poetry came to be compensated according to word-count, though, philosophers would need to tighten their belts.
Poets are philosophers who bake their proofs into the pudding; their poems sing for their own suppers, or starve to death. If, poetry came to be compensated according to word-count, though, philosophers would need to tighten their belts.
Stephen Mulhall · Self-Interpreting Animals
New linguistic articulations can reconfigure the way we make sense of our own feelings, thoughts and responses – our...
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October 17, 2025 at 9:28 PM
Self-Interpreting Animals www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v4...
Poets are philosophers who bake their proofs into the pudding; their poems sing for their own suppers, or starve to death. If, poetry came to be compensated according to word-count, though, philosophers would need to tighten their belts.
Poets are philosophers who bake their proofs into the pudding; their poems sing for their own suppers, or starve to death. If, poetry came to be compensated according to word-count, though, philosophers would need to tighten their belts.
Make Calfs Gold Again?
People singly and in small groups,
can grow and slowly move toward
the lights of personal salvation,
While
People gathered into great groups,
may shrink and resume old testament
worship of golden cattle.
Dave Read
People singly and in small groups,
can grow and slowly move toward
the lights of personal salvation,
While
People gathered into great groups,
may shrink and resume old testament
worship of golden cattle.
Dave Read
August 10, 2025 at 5:44 PM
Make Calfs Gold Again?
People singly and in small groups,
can grow and slowly move toward
the lights of personal salvation,
While
People gathered into great groups,
may shrink and resume old testament
worship of golden cattle.
Dave Read
People singly and in small groups,
can grow and slowly move toward
the lights of personal salvation,
While
People gathered into great groups,
may shrink and resume old testament
worship of golden cattle.
Dave Read
Use of Verse
While young, I made poem
and found how to roam
cranial furrows and folds,
Ride neurons, slide down
synapses as if they were
icy sidewalks in a little
River city on a great lake, then
look again to see yesterday
was work play sleep, while
tomorrow looms six feet deep.
Dave Read
While young, I made poem
and found how to roam
cranial furrows and folds,
Ride neurons, slide down
synapses as if they were
icy sidewalks in a little
River city on a great lake, then
look again to see yesterday
was work play sleep, while
tomorrow looms six feet deep.
Dave Read
July 25, 2025 at 8:23 PM
Use of Verse
While young, I made poem
and found how to roam
cranial furrows and folds,
Ride neurons, slide down
synapses as if they were
icy sidewalks in a little
River city on a great lake, then
look again to see yesterday
was work play sleep, while
tomorrow looms six feet deep.
Dave Read
While young, I made poem
and found how to roam
cranial furrows and folds,
Ride neurons, slide down
synapses as if they were
icy sidewalks in a little
River city on a great lake, then
look again to see yesterday
was work play sleep, while
tomorrow looms six feet deep.
Dave Read
William’s Substack williammarx.substack.com?r=3hztnz&utm... Here's hoping I've opened a door to poetry in and around Boston.
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July 24, 2025 at 9:26 PM
William’s Substack williammarx.substack.com?r=3hztnz&utm... Here's hoping I've opened a door to poetry in and around Boston.