On NPR this morning was a story of a kind we need more of: "A Poet Gets His Due":
For 50 years, New York poet Samuel Menashe toiled away at his art in relative obscurity. He lived in a Greenwich Village walk-up with a bathtub in the kitchen, and eked out a living as French tutor. Then one day, fate intervened.
Read entire story.
A few of his poems are online:
THE ANNUNCIATION
She bows her head
Submissive, yet
Her downcast glance
Asks the angel, “Why,
For this romance,
Do I qualify?”
Eleven poems.
Six poems.
Samuel Menashe: A Poet's House by Emily Botein.
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