Who is Donald Hall

Donald Andrew Hall Jr. (September 20, 1928 – June 23, 2018) was an American poet, writer, editor and literary critic. He was the author of over 50 books across several genres from children's literature, biography, memoir, essays, and including 22 volumes of verse. Hall was a graduate of Phillips Exeter Academy, Harvard, and Oxford. Early in his career, he became the first poetry editor of The Paris Review (1953–1961), the quarterly literary journal, and was noted for interviewing poets and other authors on their craft.

On June 14, 2006, Hall was appointed as the Library of Congress's 14th Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry (commonly known as "Poet Laureate of the United States"). He is regarded as a "plainspoken, rural poet," and it has been said that, in his work, he "explore...
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  • The Painted Bed
    'Even when I danced erect
    by the Nileâ??s garden
    I constructed Necropolis.
  • A Poet At Twenty
        Images leap with him from branch to branch. His eyes
    brighten, his head cocks, he pauses under a green bough,
        And when I see him I want to hide him somewhere. ...
  • An Old Life
    Snow fell in the night.
    At five-fifteen I woke to a bluish
    mounded softness where
    the Honda was. Cat fed and coffee made, ...
  • Sudden Things
        A storm was coming, that was why it was dark. The wind was blowing the fronds of the palm trees off. They were maples. I looked out the window across the big lawn. The house was huge, full of children and old people. The lion was loose. Either because of the wind, or by malevolent human energy, which is the same thing, the cage had come open. Suppose a child walked outside!

        A child walked outside. I knew that I must protect him from the lion. I threw myself on top of the child. The lion roared over me. In the branches and the bushes there was suddenly a loud crackling. The lion cringed. I looked up and saw that the elephant was loose!
  • Mount Kearsarge Shines
    Mount Kearsarge shines with ice; from hemlock branches
    snow slides onto snow; no stream, creek, or river
                   budges but remains still. Tonight
    we carry armloads of logs ...
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White 7 Dark 6 Black 5 Morning 4 Body 4 Ice 4 Snow 4 High 4 House 3 Mouth 3

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Ojalart: “in the waste land, i wasn’t even bothering whether i understood what i was saying,” t. s. eliot told donald hall in our first art of poetry interview. to celebrate the centenary of the waste land, we’ve unlocked their conversation from the archive.
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Emily Dickinson Poem
The waters chased him as he fled
 by Emily Dickinson


The waters chased him as he fled,
Not daring look behind-
A billow whispered in his Ear,
“Come home with me, my friend-
My parlor is of shriven glass,
My pantry has a fish

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