The artist among art.
The artist among art.
Her voice left softened from a recent stroke that managed not dampen her sharp, clear, delievery of poetry (or her clear blue eyes for that matter), Marie Ponsot, 92, read to me last night as practice for her acceptance of the 2013 Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize to take place in Chicago this Monday. With a $100,000 award it is our nation's largest literary prize. First published by City Light's Press in 1957 by Lawrence Ferlinghetti, whom she met on her way to Paris after WWII, True Minds (Ponsot's debut collection) was paired with Allen Ginsberg's Howl and Ferlinghetti's A Coney Island of the Mind. She raised 7 kids on her own, translated over 30 books - from French to English -taught writing at Colombia, Notre Damn, and Queens College and always stayed true to her own 'beat'. What an amazing woman and honor to be in her presence and hear her recite, however so softly, her spectacular and beloved poems.
T.J. English writes about crime; stories, like perp & murderer Whitey Bulger's, that get told and retold, over and over again, glorified almost, and those like George Whitemore's, you know the sort-innocent black man sentenced to life in prison- that get swept under the matt, thrown in the dustbins of history and quietly forgotten about. Learn more about George Whitemore, Whitey Bulger, and the American justice and penal system in TJ's new book Whitey's Payback. You'll never view crime in the same light.
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She started drinking at the Cedar Tavern in 1947, right after graduating from Wheaton and moving to Greenwhich Village to become an artist. Milton Resnick lived above her loft and they became best friends (like Patti Smith and Mapplethorp much later but while they were all still unknown), Hans Hoffman across the street mentored her. She hated Clement Greenberg but loved Franz Klein, her first true love, like no other. Forgave Pollack for ripping her blouse off and was a founding member of the March Gallery on Tenth Street where her friend Elaine de Kooning was a member too. She's 88 years old and hasn't stopped painting all these years. Joann Gedney is one fascinating lady -pictured here in her 12th street studio against an epic painting from the early 70's.