Comments on: Jane Kenyon’s White Daffodils

By: john baker

john baker — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 22:05:59 +0000

Yeah, Tim, she’s good. Very good.

By: Tim Buchanan

Tim Buchanan — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 19:13:59 +0000

I have just become a great admirer of Jane Kenyon following my reading her section of the book The Language of Life with Bill Moyers. There is a fine quality a sensory awareness in her poems and observations that has brought me joy. I was a wake in the depth of the night listening to the dog at the foot of our bed and remembered
Sometimes the sound of his breathing
saves my life – in and out, in
and out:a pause, a long sigh. . . .

mindfulness of the passing.

By: Divine Calm

Divine Calm — Fri, 09 Jun 2006 19:46:18 +0000

Her description is wonderful. Very sensory.

By: Rus Bowden

Rus Bowden — Mon, 05 Jun 2006 03:43:46 +0000

And she goes on, and then later writes: I suppose if I had to declare a favorite flower, it would be peonies, and here I find myself in the moments just after their great, abandoned splurge. They seem like the diva in her dressing gown after the opera--still glistening but spent. "Death is the mother of beauty," the poet Wallace Stevens tells us. Maybe never again will all the elements conspire to make another such marvelous moment of flowers. I'm glad I wasn't away from home or, as the Buddhists say, asleep. I'm glad too. I have a copy of her Daffodils. The night I purchased it, I got the other two books signed, one by Donald Hall, his White Aplles and the Taste of Stone, the other Joyce Peseroff's Simply Lasting: Writers on Jane Kenyon. I got them at The Concord Poetry Center, where, if you click in, you can still see the event headlining, where Hall and Peseroff did "A Tribute to Jane Kenyon." Thanks for posting this up. Donald Hall's a great guy, by the way. Yours, Rus