Showing posts with label Three Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Three Poems. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 11, 2025

Poetry as Autobiography: Hannah Sullivan and Richard Eyre


Poets have often used their own experiences for their poems. But I came across two collections from recent years that seemed to take experience a bit further and write autobiography in poetic form. 

Hannah Sullivan studied classics at Cambridge and then attended Harvard, where she received a Ph.D. in English and American literature. She lived in New York City for a time, and then for three years was an assistant professor of English literature at Stanford University in California. She eventually returned to Britain and now is an associate professor at New College, Oxford.

Her experiences in New York and California left a powerful imprint, so much so that she published a poetry collection in 2018 that is an autobiographical memoir. 


To continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak Poetry


Some Tuesday Readings

 

On the porch – poem by Margaret Coats at the Society of Classical Poets.

 

The White Dove – poem by David Whyte.

 

Cerulean – poem by Karla Van Vliet t Every Day Poems.

 

Another Winter – poem by Shamik Bannerjee at Society of Classical Poets.

 

“The Rolling English Road,” poem by G.K. Chesterton – Joseph Bottum at Poems Ancient and Modern.

Tuesday, February 26, 2019

The T.S. Eliot Prize: “Three Poems” by Hannah Sullivan


The T.S. Eliot Prize for Poetry is an annual award given to the best new poetry collection in the United Kingdom or Ireland. It’s been called the poetry prize that British poets most want to win. The prestige associated with the prize is large; so is the prize money, some 25,000 pounds, or about $32,500 at current exchange rates. 

The 2018 prize winner was Three Poems by British poet, writer, and professor Hannah Sullivan. The collection is indeed three poems: “You, Very Young in New York;” “Repeat Until Time;” and “The Sandpit After Rain.” These aren’t three poems that go on and on for pages; they have breaks, and even numbered subheads like “2.3” and “Hospital Windowsills.” Thematically, however, the collection is three poems. 

To continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak Poetry.