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Jean Webster & Adelaide Crapsey
Jan. 21st, 2019 08:16 amAs you may recall, some time ago I posted about discovering a blog about female literary friendships which was accepting guest posts. “I could write about Jean Webster and Adelaide Crapsey,” I mused.
Jean Webster wrote Daddy-Long-Legs - which I feel is long overdue a new film adaptation, one that focuses more on her intellectual development, although there would be the problem of adapting the romance to suit a modern audience. Adelaide Crapsey, meanwhile, invented the cinquain. You may have read her poems without knowing it: she’s often anthologized.
November Night
Listen…
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees
And fall.
I wonder if I could read some of these with my coven of fourth-graders. Frost-crisp’d would undoubtedly perplex them.
ANYWAY. I wrote the essay, and it has been posted! Go feast your eyes upon its magnificence.
Jean Webster wrote Daddy-Long-Legs - which I feel is long overdue a new film adaptation, one that focuses more on her intellectual development, although there would be the problem of adapting the romance to suit a modern audience. Adelaide Crapsey, meanwhile, invented the cinquain. You may have read her poems without knowing it: she’s often anthologized.
November Night
Listen…
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees
And fall.
I wonder if I could read some of these with my coven of fourth-graders. Frost-crisp’d would undoubtedly perplex them.
ANYWAY. I wrote the essay, and it has been posted! Go feast your eyes upon its magnificence.
