Ruth Lepson has been poet-in-residence at Boston’s New England Conservatory of Music for twenty years. Teaching so many musicians, and with master soprano saxophonist and great lover of poetry Steve Lacy as a colleague and influence, she has found a lyric voice that resounds in this collection. Lepson learned much from her hero-poet and friend Robert Creeley; ask anyone does honor to his example.
dreamt I was lorine niedecker
walking home from the hospital
the sky was whitish grey
weed and branch
along the way
in church I wore a pill box hat
carried a modest purse
saw every bit of life there advance
Musical setting of many of Ruth Lepson’s poems can be found at ruthlepson.com.