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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 I know what I think of it.

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

I'm curious, too.

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

I can't even remember.

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

But I think of couplets as these kind of pairings, these beautiful, heroic moments.

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

But how do you think of them?

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

I love that.

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

I love also that she's kind of, in a way, pairing these lambs with the self, you know, and the self is sort of separate from the self in many places.

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

I remember how cold I was.

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

I mean, it's almost like she doesn't say, I am cold.

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

She says, I remember.

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

And this idea, wherever I went, I came with me, which is, you know, almost a familiar idea that wherever you go, there you are.

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

But she says it somehow differently that makes something else happen.

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

And I'm so interested always in Lucy's language and her use of things like carnage or snuff or ruminants.

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

And, you know, it can be kind of Baroque her language.

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

But here I felt like it was more Baroque looking than it is sounding.

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

Like when you hear it aloud, it doesn't sound at all strange to me.

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

It's true.

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

Yeah, exactly, exactly.

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

But it's a token of this that you might have, like a skull in a painting.

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

Like a reminder of mortality, but I think in order to, you know, live more.