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Kulambq: Haunting poem by Weldon Kees, in many ways reminiscent of Hart Crane's 'Proem: To Brooklyn Bridge' and 'The Broken Tower.' The last quatrain is a terrifying vision of emtpiness and spiritual desolation.
Kulambq: 'Outside, white buildings yellow in the sun.
Outside, the birds circle continuously
Where trees are actual and take no holiday.'
~ Weldon Kees, from 'Robinson'
The painting 'New York, New Haven and Hartford' is by Edward Hopper, who died on this day in 1967.
Kulambq: 'Praise to the mind
That moves toward meaning,
Kindness; mixes keenness
With routine of
Grace, has space,
And finds its place.'
~ Weldon Kees, from 'Praise to the Mind'
Kulambq: 'Plurality is all. I sympathize, but cannot grieve
too long for those who wear their dialectics on their sleeves.'
~ Weldon Kees
Kulambq: Writing a research paper on Weldon Kees and Hart Crane. Very rewarding rediscovirng this familiar yet not fully understood terrain.
rarebookman: Weldon Kees's Copy of NEW DIRECTIONS IN PROSE & POETRY 1941
1st Edition. Thick book, over 700 pp, possible contributor's copy belonging to poet Weldon Kees & SIGNED by him. Kees has 4 poems in the book predating his first book. VG, no dj. $1,000
carsonvaughan: Trying to round up some lesser-known, but nevertheless accomplished writers with ties to the University of Nebraska. For example: Jim Thompson, Ervin Krause, Weldon Kees, S. Clay Wilson, Frank Jacobs, etc. I'm missing a ton. Who are they?!
anne436: 1926 by Weldon Kees
B_R_AI_N: "On July 18, 1955, his car was found abandoned on the Golden Gate Bridge, and he was never seen again."
B_R_AI_N: For My Daughter
by Weldon Kees
illdesperado: A siren moans and dies.
Heartbeats of a clock, enormous,
by your bed. Noises in the walls.
Now, in an older hand, I write
my name.
Now, with a voice
grown unfamiliar, I speak
to silences
of altered rooms.
Weldon Kees
bloemkolk: Weldon Kees.
dromarzahzah: “Our eyes are strangers’ eyes that haunt our childhood.”
-Weldon Kees
Kulambq: Harold Bloom on Weldon Kees' Robinson cycle of poems.
'Robinson is Kees as Crusoe, the daemon of a solitary existence.'
marty_benz: One of the first poems I ever read, strangely enough, and it still moves me whenever I read it.
Weldon Kees
sillygoodvibes: “And the world, like a beast, impatient/and quick,/waits only for those that are dead. No death for you. You /are involved.”-Weldon Kees
MaceLikeSpace: Happy Birthday American poet, painter, literary critic, novelist, playwright, jazz pianist, short story writer, and filmmaker Weldon Kees (1914-1955)! That's a lot of things but he's most well known for his poetry. Unknown if he actually died in 1955 he just went missing
matthewjdowd: happy bday poet/painter Weldon Kees, b.1914, Nebraska.
'What other hope does life hold out
But the miraculous, the skilled and patient
Execution, the teamwork, all the pain and worry every miracle involves?”
revdrdark: The Inquiry by Weldon Kees Infoscholar Great Poems
revdrdark: The Inquiry by Weldon Kees Infoscholar Great Poems
SarahFPoetry: from my fave poem atm,by weldon kees
Kulambq: Being a poet between 1930 and 1970 in America was a very dangerous calling. Out of all, it is Weldon Kees' death/disappearance that has most beguiled the public. His car was discovered on 19 July 1955 at the north end of the Golden Gate Bridge. No note, no body.
Kulambq: This is from James Reidel's magnificent biography of Weldon Kees, 'Vanished Act: The Life and Art of Weldon Kees.'
Kulambq: A woman named Toni Barrett, who had known Kees as a little girl, said she saw Kees in 1962 in New Orleans; another sighting of the poet was alleged by the writer Peter Hamill, who once had a drink with a stranger in Mexico and later claimed that the man was Weldon Kees.
Kulambq: 'Thus in the losing autumn,
Over the streets, I now lurch
Legless to your side and speak your name
Under a gray sky ripped apart
By thunder and the changing wind.'
~ Weldon Kees, 'La Vita Nuova'
greenwoodhifi: Forever haunted by the final stanza of this Weldon Kees poem
consertum: Morning: blue, cold, and still.
Eyes that have stared too long
Stare at the wedge of light
At the end of the frozen room
Where snow on the windowsill,
Packed and cold as life,
Winters the sense of wrong
January/ Weldon Kees
TATFS: I'm so glad to see the love for Weldon Kees. Ppl often think of him as just dark/bitter, but he's a (small r) romantic, a satirist, a surrealist, and damn funny too.
'Prurient tapers gamboled on our lawns' is a heck of an opening line.
RobertF51444327: may i see further by standing on the shoulders of giants
the irascible 18
harry weldon kees, untitled 1946
[i see vibrancy in this piece. i like the playfulness of the shapes and the striped sections. because of the familiarity of some shapes i see a face staring back at me]
Kulambq: One of the more beautiful poems about January.
Weldon Kees is sadly a much disregarded poet who should be more known and read.
NeilServen: Finally realized that Ted Lasso's look evokes that of another Midwesterner, the poet/painter Weldon Kees.
mattwimberley: Weldon Kees “Small Prayer”
BackwatersPress: DISTANT ENGINES is one of the three winners of The Weldon Kees Awards for 2005 from The Backwaters Press.
During our Holiday sale, save 50%:
mattwimberley: Just me. Reading Weldon Kees. Looking at the trees.
rabihalameddine: Five years ago:
1926 by Weldon Kees
jeremylybarger: I’m rereading Weldon Kees for the first time in a while and marveling again at how good he was. Cynical humor and slices of bleak Midwestern life in his fiction; harrowing jags of lyricism in his poetry.
Nouffasa: Weldon Kees
TomSnarsky: Let it be enough:
Weldon Kees
JymCherry: A lost literary influence of Jim Morrison
PeterLandau: Weldon Kees
freakhighway: sorry to say that yeats isn’t my favorite poet i didn’t really love his stuff. my favorite poets are Roberto Bolaño (met literary hero) and Weldon Kees
BackwatersPress: DISTANT ENGINES is one of the three winners of The Weldon Kees Award for 2005 from The Backwaters Press.
During our Holiday sale, save 50%:
MarinaKay_: Weldon Kees.
johnofhousejohn: This is my favorite rhyme scheme for sonnets — a hybrid between the Shakespearean and Petrarchan. Weldon Kees does it best I think.
Fibbus45: only a few poems in and I already know I love it so I'm starting a thread of favorites from Weldon Kees:
"Subtitle." this is the first one you read lol
Fibbus45: only a few poems in and I already know I love it so I'm starting a thread of favorites from Weldon Kees:
"Subtitle." this is the first one you read lol
sherlyholmes: Poem of the day:
“Small Prayer” by Weldon Kees.
hannahkezema: “crime club” by weldon kees, published before his mysterious disappearance
isidro_li: And snow is raging, raging, in a darker world.
— Weldon Kees
settofaze: Now, sometimes I wake in the night
And hear the sound of dead leaves
against the shutters. And then a distant
Music starts, a music out of an abyss,
And it is dawn before I sleep again.
—Weldon Kees
OLDSIRHENRY: Reading Weldon Kees for the first time; perfect for autumn.
SeanSingerPoet: Weldon Kees
Selected_Poems: Just dropping in to say “holy shit Weldon Kees tho”
ianduhig: I had a poem about Weldon Kees but I don't know what happened to it.
seventydys: a wound remembers
Weldon Kees, ‘Small Prayer’
poemtoday: Small Prayer
Change, move, dead clock, that this fresh day
May break with dazzling light to these sick eyes.
Burn, glare, old sun, so long unseen,
That time may find its sound again, and cleanse
Whatever it is that a wound remembers
After the healing ends.
Weldon Kees
poemtoday: Two poems by Weldon Kees....
seventydys: through the store’s darkness
Weldon Kees, from ‘I Should Worry’
seventydys: September was when it began
Weldon Kees, ‘The Coming of the Plague’
SeanSingerPoet: Weldon Kees
SeanSingerPoet: Weldon Kees
afieldoflight: Weldon Kees
isidro_li: Not a third that walks beside me,
But five or six or more.
Whether at dusk or daybreak
Or at blinding noon, a retinue
Of shadows that no door
Excludes.
— Weldon Kees
rajoyceUCB: —Weldon Kees, "Statement with Rhymes"
Davorka1965774: Crime club by Weldon Kees, 1943
DanaGioiaPoet: The latest video in my "Art of Poetry" series is about Poetic Voice. I discuss Langston Hughes, Robert Hayden, Louise Bogan, Weldon Kees, and more.
plastic_bio: A good night for the fireplace to becrackling with flames - or so he figured,Crumpling the papers he could only seeAs testimonials to long plateaus of emptiness.
- Weldon Kees
hn_frontpage: Layover: An Attempt to Keep a Journal by Weldon Kees (1939)
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danielepantano: Weldon Kees has visited The Abandoned Playground.
DjPileggi: Ambrose Bierce and Weldon Kees: Two great writers I’ve been reading lately who both disappeared . . .
EvergreenReview: "Testicular extracts on the shelf
Beside the gleaming carving-knife
Brighten the bishop’s wakening,
Give promises of both Death and Life."
Newly discovered Weldon Kees poem, "Parish," appears today alongside commentary by James Reidel.
seventydys: And now the nights begin
Weldon Kees, ‘Return of the Ghost’
GregoryBMoss: Colloquy Poem by Weldon Kees
DurhamWASP: Weldon Kees - the poet who vanished
angsumanch: The Cult of Weldon Kees (1997)
tedgioia: My brother Dana has acquired a copy of W.C. Handy's A Treasury of the Blues that once belonged to the famous poet (& occasional jazz pianist) Weldon Kees. Kees had circled certain songs—perhaps to perform.
(Full disclosure: I wrote my senior college thesis on Weldon Kees.)
luca_guerneri: < Imperfect and public endings >
(Weldon Kees)
hn_frontpage: The Cult of Weldon Kees (1997)
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winsontang: The Cult of Weldon Kees (1997)
HNTweets: The Cult of Weldon Kees (1997):
leoneldicamillo: The Cult of Weldon Kees (1997)
mattwimberley: Weldon Kees
TomSnarsky: Weldon Kees, “with dazzling light” ☀️
TomSnarsky: The spangled riddle is twitter
Weldon Kees
jasonguriel: Now that World Poetry Day is over, it’s safe to break out the good stuff. Here’s “Abstracts of Dissertations” by Weldon Kees.
isidro_li: Blue in the morning, green some afternoons;
The night, ambiguous, forgets the signature.
The dust in attics settled and his stove
Grew cold. About the model nothing much is known.
— Weldon Kees
BLCKDGRD: The state of Fleabus, lotsa links, lotsa bark, lotsa Weldon Kees poems, Sparks
ARTSalamode: Born 2/24: painters Winslow Homer, Charles LeBrun, Mattia Preti, Richard Hamilton, writers Wilhelm Grimm, George Moore, Rosalia de Castro, Weldon Kees, jazz sax David "Fathead" Newman, jazz trombone Richard Boone, singer/songwriter Rupert Holmes, composer Michel Legrand.
ARTSalamode: “Burn, glare, old sun, so long unseen,
That time may find its sound again, and cleanse
Whatever it is that a wound remembers
After the healing ends.”
Weldon Kees, The Collected Poems of Weldon Kees
jouquinfox: happy bday Weldon Kees
NORTHTRENTON: Happy Birthday to Ralph Erskine (d. 2005), Weldon Kees (d. 1955) and Jim Ferrier (d. 1986).
CatholicPods: Poet Weldon Kees
Composer, conductor and jazz pianist Michel Legrand
BLCKDGRD: "On July 18, 1955, his car was found abandoned on the Golden Gate Bridge, and he was never seen again."
seventydys: For a long time now
Weldon Kees, The Darkness
