Since the late 1970s, Linda Pastan has been writing “quiet” verse on marriage, family, parenting, and grief. While she was a senior at Radcliffe College, she won Mademoiselle’s poetry prize (in case you didn’t know, Sylvia Plath was the runner-up). Despite that success, for the next decade, Pastan put poetry aside to raise her family, until her husband urged her to return to writing. In those 10 years, Pastan focused on pregnancy, childbirth, raising a family, keeping a house and cultivating a relationship, all necessary but difficult things. Rewarding yes, but clearly also requiring attention, diligence, work and constancy.
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6th March, 2014
A Reflection on Page France’s Hello, Dear Wind
I did not care for Page France’s Hello, Dear Wind (Fall Records, re-released on Suicide Squeeze Records) when it came out in 2005. I didn’t really care for Page France’s Hello, Dear Wind when I saw them live in 2006. And I don’t care for Page France’s follow-up …and the Family Telephone or front man Michael Nau’s subsequent projects with his band Cotton Jones. Yet, as I find myself consistently coming back and listening to Hello, Dear Wind, I am more and more impressed by this little album from nine years ago.
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24th February, 2014