This Sunday, from the throes of February’s languor, Parallel Octave presents Beyond the Dirge: Poems on the Absent & Dead Beloved Object, featuring the following poetic mourners:
You should have died at the apples' dropping.
Christina Rosetti, “A Dirge“;
Robert Hayden, “Those Winter Sundays“;
William Wordsworth, “She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways“;
and Edna St. Vincent Millay, “Dirge Without Music.”
But she is in her grave, and, oh, the difference to me!
We will meet to record these poems in Charles Village from 1-2:30 PM. As usual, all are welcome, including actors, musicians, and friends (or foes) of the poets.
Email paralleloctaveATgmail for more information and the address if this is your first session, or just wander around Abell and Guilford listening for the sound of people gnashing their teeth in woe.
I am not resigned.
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