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Kevin Young

๐Ÿ‘ค Speaker
635 total appearances

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

And that part also interests me.

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

The TV was a box of shadows.

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

And so this goes to a little bit what we were talking about before, this kind of memento mori of it all.

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

And I wonder about that quality that's lurking beneath smoking and razors and

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

The bombshells are, yeah.

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

There's a mortality but also a sense of doom that cruises through the poem.

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

And I'm curious about how aware you were or, you know, were you doling it out for us or did it come this way?

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

People play it in the elevator.

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

You'll be in the elevator and someone has to have their device going.

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

It's amazing to me.

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

Totally.

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

Are you indicting now as much as then?

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

Well, and I think it's very clear, though they probably let you die of colon cancer without making you defecate first.

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

And this idea of...

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

Not every discovery is a great one in the sense that, sure, now we can, but there's this kind of, I think you're interested here in the sort of indignities of daily life.

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

And I'm curious about, you know, we were talking a lot about ritual and there's a level of dailiness here that, you know, isn't exactly ritual, but also kind of is ritual.

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

Is that something you think through?

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

It turned off.

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

You remember when TV used to turn off at night?

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

People don't remember that now.