Thelma and the Sleaze are coming for you Gunning down the highway With guitars in their eyes, like stars Bigger than life Full of that '70s swagger B-movie queens on the rise Heading to your town Gonna take it over They'll charm your women and drink your booze Yeah, these chicks do it up right Night after night on the stage Leaving nothing behind but your dreams They won't stop Even when there's nothing left to give Gonna conquer the world while you weep Bigger than life Full of that '70s swagger B-movie queens on the rise Thelma and the Sleaze are coming for you Gunning down the highway With guitars in their eyes, like stars
Cover of Goblin Market and other poems by Christina Rossetti, 1862. The artwork is by her brother, Dante Gabriel Rossetti.
The Most Misread Poem in America [THE PARIS REVIEW]
Pan with Us by Robert Frost
Pan came out of the woods one day,–
His skin and his hair and his eyes were gray,
The gray of the moss of walls were they,–
And stood in the sun and looked his fill
At wooded valley and wooded hill.
He stood in the zephyr, pipes in hand,
On a height of naked pasture land;
In all the country he did command
He saw no smoke and he saw no roof.
That was well! and he stamped a hoof.
His heart knew peace, for none came here
To this lean feeding save once a year
Someone to salt the half-wild steer,
Or homespun children with clicking pails
Who see so little they tell no tales.
He tossed his pipes, too hard to teach
A new-world song, far out of reach,
For sylvan sign that the blue jay’s screech
And the whimper of hawks beside the sun
Were music enough for him, for one.
Times were changed from what they were:
Such pipes kept less of power to stir
The fruited bough of the juniper
And the fragile bluets clustered there
Than the merest aimless breath of air.
They were pipes of pagan mirth,
And the world had found new terms of worth.
He laid him down on the sun-burned earth
And raveled a flower and looked away–
Play? Play?–What should he play?
Charles Demuth’s fabulous painting, I Saw the Figure 5 in Gold, was inspired by his friend William Carlos Williams’ poem, The Great Figure. The artwork is full of references to the poem and poet.
It’s always nice to see artists inspiring other artists, especially when they work in different mediums.
The Great Figure by William Carlos Williams
The front cover of the first edition of Poems of Passion by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, 1883:
*Today is her birthday. She was born on 5 November 1850.
“Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?”-Alfred, Lord Tennyson (died 6 October 1892)
Poet Anne Sexton died 40 years ago today. In remembrance, here’s a clip of her reading Wanting to Die.