WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:02.160 align:middle line:90% 00:00:02.160 --> 00:00:03.465 align:middle line:90% It's actually Washington, DC. 00:00:03.465 --> 00:00:07.670 align:middle line:90% 00:00:07.670 --> 00:00:12.160 align:middle line:84% And now, to go very far away in time, 00:00:12.160 --> 00:00:18.600 align:middle line:84% so to speak, to one of these crummy, 00:00:18.600 --> 00:00:24.360 align:middle line:90% bleak New England mill towns. 00:00:24.360 --> 00:00:26.923 align:middle line:84% This afternoon, I was sort of thinking what to read, 00:00:26.923 --> 00:00:28.590 align:middle line:84% and it just struck me that some of these 00:00:28.590 --> 00:00:33.510 align:middle line:84% poems that are so alien, so foreign, so different because 00:00:33.510 --> 00:00:36.675 align:middle line:84% of just the landscape out my door or my window. 00:00:36.675 --> 00:00:39.600 align:middle line:90% 00:00:39.600 --> 00:00:42.450 align:middle line:90% These are places that are-- 00:00:42.450 --> 00:00:46.290 align:middle line:84% this is what's left of the Industrial Revolution, 00:00:46.290 --> 00:00:51.810 align:middle line:84% places abandoned by industry even 50 years ago 00:00:51.810 --> 00:00:55.170 align:middle line:90% and have never recovered. 00:00:55.170 --> 00:00:56.160 align:middle line:90% So this is one-- 00:00:56.160 --> 00:01:00.840 align:middle line:84% this is a place like that, which is close to where I live. 00:01:00.840 --> 00:01:03.990 align:middle line:84% And the poem is called "Toward Nightfall." 00:01:03.990 --> 00:01:06.930 align:middle line:90% 00:01:06.930 --> 00:01:09.690 align:middle line:84% "The weight of tragic events on everyone's 00:01:09.690 --> 00:01:13.560 align:middle line:84% back, just as tragedy in the proper Greek sense 00:01:13.560 --> 00:01:17.520 align:middle line:84% was thought impossible to compose in our day. 00:01:17.520 --> 00:01:22.470 align:middle line:84% There were scaffolds, makeshift stages, puny figures on them, 00:01:22.470 --> 00:01:26.490 align:middle line:84% like small indistinct animals caught in the headlights. 00:01:26.490 --> 00:01:30.540 align:middle line:84% Crossing the roadway ahead in the gray twilight, 00:01:30.540 --> 00:01:34.710 align:middle line:84% they went on hesitating on the verge of a huge stylized autumn 00:01:34.710 --> 00:01:36.120 align:middle line:90% night. 00:01:36.120 --> 00:01:39.690 align:middle line:84% One could have been in a backhoe, an open truck, 00:01:39.690 --> 00:01:42.930 align:middle line:84% hunkering because of the speed and chill. 00:01:42.930 --> 00:01:45.720 align:middle line:84% One could have been walking with a sidelong 00:01:45.720 --> 00:01:48.180 align:middle line:84% glance at the many troubling shapes 00:01:48.180 --> 00:01:52.230 align:middle line:84% the bare trees made, like those about to shriek, 00:01:52.230 --> 00:01:57.300 align:middle line:84% but finding themselves unable to utter a word now. 00:01:57.300 --> 00:02:00.480 align:middle line:84% One could have been in one of these dying mill 00:02:00.480 --> 00:02:06.450 align:middle line:84% towns, inside a small dim gross city when the news broke. 00:02:06.450 --> 00:02:09.930 align:middle line:84% One drew near the radio with the one many months pregnant 00:02:09.930 --> 00:02:13.260 align:middle line:90% who serves there at that hour. 00:02:13.260 --> 00:02:16.350 align:middle line:84% Was there a smell of spilled blood in the air 00:02:16.350 --> 00:02:18.870 align:middle line:84% or was it that other much finer scent 00:02:18.870 --> 00:02:22.740 align:middle line:84% of fear, the fear of approaching death one met 00:02:22.740 --> 00:02:25.320 align:middle line:90% in the empty street? 00:02:25.320 --> 00:02:30.720 align:middle line:84% Monsters and movie posters too, prominently displayed. 00:02:30.720 --> 00:02:33.900 align:middle line:84% Then, six factory girls, arm in arm, 00:02:33.900 --> 00:02:37.080 align:middle line:84% laughing as if they'd been drinking. 00:02:37.080 --> 00:02:41.190 align:middle line:84% At the very least, one could have been one of them. 00:02:41.190 --> 00:02:43.560 align:middle line:84% The one with a mouth painted bright red, 00:02:43.560 --> 00:02:46.710 align:middle line:84% who feels out of sorts for no reason, 00:02:46.710 --> 00:02:50.460 align:middle line:84% very pale and so excusing herself, 00:02:50.460 --> 00:02:54.720 align:middle line:84% vanishes where it says 'rooms for rent' 00:02:54.720 --> 00:02:58.350 align:middle line:84% and immediately goes to bed fully dressed, 00:02:58.350 --> 00:03:03.330 align:middle line:84% only to lie with eyes open, trembling despite the covers. 00:03:03.330 --> 00:03:06.060 align:middle line:84% It's just a bad show, she keeps telling herself, 00:03:06.060 --> 00:03:10.200 align:middle line:84% not having seen the papers which the landlord has the dog bring 00:03:10.200 --> 00:03:12.670 align:middle line:90% from the front porch. 00:03:12.670 --> 00:03:15.060 align:middle line:84% The old man never learned to read well and so 00:03:15.060 --> 00:03:20.100 align:middle line:84% reads on in that half whisper and in that half light verging 00:03:20.100 --> 00:03:23.850 align:middle line:84% on the dark about that day's tragedies, 00:03:23.850 --> 00:03:26.280 align:middle line:84% which supposedly are not tragedies 00:03:26.280 --> 00:03:29.130 align:middle line:84% in the absence of figures endowed 00:03:29.130 --> 00:03:32.960 align:middle line:90% with classic nobility of soul." 00:03:32.960 --> 00:03:34.000 align:middle line:90%