Adrienne Su Reads Maxine Kumin
The New Yorker: Poetry
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ποΈ 26 July 2023
β±οΈ 42 minutes
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Summary
Adrienne Su joins Kevin Young to read βThe Longing to Be Saved,β by Maxine Kumin, and her own poem βThe Days.β Su is a professor and Poet-in-Residence at Dickinson College, whose work has been recognized by the National Endowment for the Arts, the Pushcart Prize, and the Money for Women/Barbara Deming Memorial Fund.
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| 0:00.0 | You're listening to the New Yorker Poetry Podcast. |
| 0:03.8 | I'm Kevin Young, poetry editor of the New Yorker magazine. |
| 0:07.7 | On this program, we ask a poet to select a poem from the New Yorker Archive to read and discuss. |
| 0:13.2 | Then they read a poem of their own that's been published in the magazine. |
| 0:16.9 | My guest today is Adrian Sue, a professor and poet in residence at Dickinson College, |
| 0:22.0 | whose work has been recognized by the National Endowment for the Arts, |
| 0:25.5 | the Pushcard Prize, and the Money for Women, Barbara Deming Memorial Fund. |
| 0:30.8 | Adrian, welcome. |
| 0:31.8 | Thank you for joining us. |
| 0:33.2 | Thank you, Kevin. |
| 0:34.9 | So the first poem you've chosen to read is The Longing to Be Saved by Maxine Kuhman. |
| 0:41.1 | What was it about this poem that caught your attention as you were looking through our archives? |
| 0:46.1 | I would say it was a combination of the imagery and, of course, Maxine Kuhn's signature use of rhyme and form, as well as it's the liberties |
| 0:58.1 | it takes with some of those things. And also, I've lived with this poem a long time. I have loved |
| 1:04.3 | this poem for years. Well, let's hear it. This is Adrian Sue reading The Longing to Be Saved by Maxine Kuhman. |
| 1:14.1 | The longing to be saved. |
| 1:17.5 | When the barn catches fire, I am wearing the wrong negligee. |
| 1:22.7 | It hangs on me like a gunny sack. |
| 1:25.7 | I get the horses out, but they wrench free, wheel, dashed back, |
| 1:30.7 | and three or four trips are required. Much whinnying and rearing as well. This happens whenever I travel. |
| 1:40.6 | At the next stopover, the children take off their doctor and lawyer disguises and turn back into little lambs. |
| 1:48.9 | They cower at windows from which flames shoot, like the tattered red cloth of dime store double suits. |
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