Tuesday, March 9, 2004

Leads: Catlyn O., Tiffany P., Stacy M.

Reading

• Donald Hall, “A Hundered Thousand Straightened Nails” (Oates 252–262)

Notes

A poem to consider: “Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota,” by James Wright (1961):

Over my head, I see the bronze butterfly,
Asleep on the black trunk,
Blowing like a leaf in green shadow.
Down the ravine behind the empty house,
The cowbells follow one another
Into the distances of the afternoon.
To my right,
In a field of sunlight between two pines,
The droppings of last year’s horses
Blaze up into golden stones.
I lean back, as the evening darkens and comes on.
A chicken hawk floats over, looking for home.
I have wasted my life.