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Kevin Young

๐Ÿ‘ค Speaker
635 total appearances

Appearances Over Time

Podcast Appearances

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

I think they're both there for me, but I also think she's interested in a little like Seamus.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

Yes.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

And delicate fury, if that's possible.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

And I think you called buried violence, you talked about.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

And I think of Seamus as unburying this violence in his bog poems and in the ways he's interested in seeing and showing the bog as this kind of place of holding history and preserving history, but also preserving the history of violence.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

And she has to be aware, being an Ireland poet, that this is there.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

And so I'm really interested in the way she's talking to him across time as well.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

Wow.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

That's so well said about the Latinate versus the Anglo-Saxon and Heaney's influence there.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

She's also someone who, you know, I don't know how much you experienced her love of the blues, but she certainly loved the idea of the blues.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

Wow.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

I don't know if she โ€“

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

I like the blues the way I came to love them, but she certainly thought about them.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

And that blueness that's in the beginning, I think there's something about that too.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

And if we wanted to read through the poem again, thinking through that, there's something in the blues at least that for me,

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

is very clear-eyed about death.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

Totally.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

It sings about death in ways that pop music, for instance, before then, never did.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

European popular music or European-American popular music hadn't, you know, confronted.

The New Yorker: Poetry
Monica Ferrell Reads Lucie Brock-Broido

And yet, you know, there was no choice in African-American culture and the way they thought about it, both the way they thought about death, but also the way they sang through it.