WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:01.050 align:middle line:90% 00:00:01.050 --> 00:00:06.250 align:middle line:84% This is called-- and I'll just read about three more poems. 00:00:06.250 --> 00:00:11.220 align:middle line:84% This is called "Birthday Star Atlas," and it's a poem about-- 00:00:11.220 --> 00:00:15.480 align:middle line:84% well, it's a [INAUDIBLE] receiving for Brazil 00:00:15.480 --> 00:00:18.180 align:middle line:84% a very fancy star atlas with good photographs, 00:00:18.180 --> 00:00:26.120 align:middle line:84% and it's also a poem about Emily Dickinson. 00:00:26.120 --> 00:00:28.930 align:middle line:90% 00:00:28.930 --> 00:00:32.450 align:middle line:84% I was reading Emily Dickinson, I suppose, at the time, 00:00:32.450 --> 00:00:35.900 align:middle line:84% and I made a kind of connection between the two, as you'll see. 00:00:35.900 --> 00:00:39.170 align:middle line:84% I mean, I pretty much explain everything in the poem, 00:00:39.170 --> 00:00:40.580 align:middle line:90% the associations. 00:00:40.580 --> 00:00:43.610 align:middle line:90% 00:00:43.610 --> 00:00:46.670 align:middle line:90% Wildest dream, Miss Emily. 00:00:46.670 --> 00:00:49.760 align:middle line:84% Then the coldly dawning suspicion-- 00:00:49.760 --> 00:00:51.230 align:middle line:90% always at the loss-- 00:00:51.230 --> 00:00:55.580 align:middle line:84% come day large black birds overtaking 00:00:55.580 --> 00:00:59.300 align:middle line:84% men who sleep in ditches, a whiff of winter 00:00:59.300 --> 00:01:03.530 align:middle line:84% in the air, sovereign blue, blue that 00:01:03.530 --> 00:01:07.700 align:middle line:84% stands for intellectual clarity over a street deserted 00:01:07.700 --> 00:01:09.890 align:middle line:90% except for a far-off dog. 00:01:09.890 --> 00:01:14.090 align:middle line:84% A police car, a light at the vanishing point 00:01:14.090 --> 00:01:17.930 align:middle line:84% for the children to solve on the blackboard today. 00:01:17.930 --> 00:01:20.090 align:middle line:84% Blind children at the school you and I know 00:01:20.090 --> 00:01:25.280 align:middle line:84% about, their gray nightgowns creased by the north wind, 00:01:25.280 --> 00:01:29.940 align:middle line:84% their fingernails bitten from time immemorial. 00:01:29.940 --> 00:01:33.590 align:middle line:84% We are in a long line outside a dead letter office. 00:01:33.590 --> 00:01:36.980 align:middle line:84% We are dust mice under a conjugal bed covered 00:01:36.980 --> 00:01:40.670 align:middle line:90% with exotic fishes and monkeys. 00:01:40.670 --> 00:01:43.580 align:middle line:84% We are in a slow drifting cold barge huddled 00:01:43.580 --> 00:01:46.670 align:middle line:84% around a television set, which has a wire coat 00:01:46.670 --> 00:01:49.380 align:middle line:90% hanger for an antenna. 00:01:49.380 --> 00:01:52.910 align:middle line:84% A quick view by satellite of the polar regions 00:01:52.910 --> 00:01:56.930 align:middle line:84% maternally tucked in for the long night, then 00:01:56.930 --> 00:01:59.300 align:middle line:90% some sort of interference. 00:01:59.300 --> 00:02:02.240 align:middle line:84% Parallel lines like the ivory bone 00:02:02.240 --> 00:02:07.340 align:middle line:84% needles of your grandmother, knitting our fates together. 00:02:07.340 --> 00:02:11.870 align:middle line:84% All things ambiguous and lovely in their ambiguity, 00:02:11.870 --> 00:02:15.800 align:middle line:84% like the nebula in my new star atlas. 00:02:15.800 --> 00:02:21.470 align:middle line:84% Pale ovals where the ancestral portraits had been taken down, 00:02:21.470 --> 00:02:23.720 align:middle line:84% the gods with their goatees and their faint 00:02:23.720 --> 00:02:27.290 align:middle line:84% smiles in company of their bombshell spouses, 00:02:27.290 --> 00:02:31.550 align:middle line:84% naked and statuesque as if entering a death camp. 00:02:31.550 --> 00:02:34.220 align:middle line:84% They smile too, stroke the Triton wrapped 00:02:34.220 --> 00:02:36.590 align:middle line:84% around the mantel clock, when they're not 00:02:36.590 --> 00:02:41.240 align:middle line:84% showing the whites of their eyes in theatrical ecstasy. 00:02:41.240 --> 00:02:47.420 align:middle line:84% Nostalgia for the theological vaudeville, a false springtime 00:02:47.420 --> 00:02:50.000 align:middle line:84% cleverly painted on the cardboard 00:02:50.000 --> 00:02:52.160 align:middle line:84% for the couple in the last straw to sigh 00:02:52.160 --> 00:02:55.790 align:middle line:84% over while holding hands, which unknown to them 00:02:55.790 --> 00:02:59.450 align:middle line:84% flutter like bird shaped scissors. 00:02:59.450 --> 00:03:01.490 align:middle line:90% Emily, the birthday atlas. 00:03:01.490 --> 00:03:05.090 align:middle line:84% I kept turning its pages, awed and delighted 00:03:05.090 --> 00:03:10.130 align:middle line:84% by the size of the unimaginable, the great nowhere, 00:03:10.130 --> 00:03:14.930 align:middle line:84% the everlasting nothing, pure and serene doggedness 00:03:14.930 --> 00:03:18.860 align:middle line:84% for the hell of it, and love, our nightly 00:03:18.860 --> 00:03:23.050 align:middle line:84% stroll the color of silence and time. 00:03:23.050 --> 00:03:25.000 align:middle line:90%