More accurately, I started my morning with Sarah Salway. She read her dusty poem. Aloud.
You might consider starting your morning the same way. If it’s not already too late. Or even if it is…
I’ve listened to the poem — from her newest poetry collection, You Do Not Need Another Self-Help Book — three times so far. In fact, I’m afraid I may have inhaled some of the dust while listening. The idea of hording and absorbing a bag of dust, all that remains of a departed spouse, won’t abandon me. Salway’s lines stride — cloying yet tear-jerkingly poignant — toward a horizon that never arrives.
At less than a minute and a half, listening to this audio clip just might be the best invested time of your day. But fair warning: you might listen three times. Or more.
I tip my sombrero to to Nik Perring (@nikperring) for his post “Dust. And Sarah Salway” which opened my ears to Salway’s bag of dust tricks. Want more? Recent stops on Sarah Salway’s virtual poetry reading tour include blog posts by Tania Hershman, Danuta Kean, and Lia Leendertz. Enjoy.
- Do You Ever Stop to Wonder? (virtualdavis.com)
- My Life as a Creek (virtualdavis.com)
- The Cinnamon Peeler, by Michael Ondaatje (virtualdavis.com)
- Natalie Merchant’s Lyrical Poems (virtualdavis.com)
- Natalie Merchant Sings Old Poems to Life (virtualdavis.com)
- Sarah Kay: Seth Godin’s Last Domino (virtualdavis.com)
- Le Printemps des Poètes (vingtparismagazine.com)