January 2012
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American Life in Poetry: Column 357
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE, 2004-2006
The title of this beautiful poem by Edward Hirsch contradicts the poem, which is indeed a prayer. Hirsch lives in New York and is president of the John Simon Guggenheim Memorial Foundation, one of our country’s most distinguished cultural endowments.
I Was Never Able To Pray
Wheel me down to the shore where the lighthouse was abandoned and the moon...