I ran across a poem yesterday, and it made me smile. I’m a fan of Billy Collins but had somehow missed the fact that he’d written a poem entitled “The Revenant.”
I confess to having hoped it would be sexy and Victorian, just like
my book one of my favorite poems of his, Taking off Emily Dickinson’s Clothes.
But . . . not quite. Check out this video of him reading it:
Later today I’m giving a presentation to Oklahoma History students (three presentations, actually) on the history of the Cherokee Female Seminary. On the day before Spring Break. Wish me luck!
P.S. My thoughts are with the people of Japan after the devastating earthquake/tsunami. As far as I can tell, my brother was nowhere near the epicenter, but we’re still waiting to hear from him. ETA: He’s okay!