Every day brings a new story. And each day contributes to story telling -- in prose and in poetry, in art and in music, on the stage, on the screen, and, of course, in books.
Today is the story of Aug. 11th
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It is the 223rd day of the year, leaving 142 days remaining in 2022.
On this date in 1897, the poet and critic Louise Bogan was born in Livermore Falls, Maine. In the mid-1940s, she served two years in the position now called the poet laureate of the United States, the first women to hold that title.
She told her stories in a formal lyric style. But her language was emotional and personal, and she often explored the disparity of the heart and the mind in her verse. She is considered on of the top poets of the early 20th Century.
In addition to her poetry, she wrote fiction and criticism, publishing several books, which included translations of other poets. From 1931-1969, she was the poetry critic for The New Yorker magazine.
Bogan's own works, mostly written in the early years of her life, were published in periodicals and literary magazines of the day. Her themes included the belief that time passes regardless of the world around it, such as in her short poem, Knowledge, published in 1923.
Now that I know
How passion warms little
Of flesh in the mould,
And treasure is brittle, --
I'll lie here and learn
How, over their ground,
Trees make a long shadow
And a light sound.
Her first collection of poems, Body of This Death, was published in 1923. Three other collections were published between 1929 and 1941. In 1968, a full volume of her works, The Blue Estuaries: Poems 1923-1968, was published.
Bogan died in 1970 in New York.
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