We spoke in a lovely concert hall with 1,000 people sitting close, side-by-side, something none of us takes for granted anymore. I’ve been hoping that one of our shows this season would achieve what I think this one does: it holds the complexity — the strangeness and terribleness and pent up lamentation and undeniable wonder and learning of these years we’ve all just walked through. And it accompanies us in dwelling tenderly with how that is all part of us now, and how we walk forward from here. To be clear: a quick wit and a wicked throaty laugh are part and parcel of Ada Limón’s insistent clarity and honesty. In the end, this conversation was marked by gravity and laughter in as expansive, refreshing an interplay as I’ve ever experienced before, and an exuberant wisdom on so many things. I invite you to join in what was truly a feast of conversation, with words that work at once like a wake-up call and a balm. We’ve also shared a few of the poems she read in the podcast feed so you can download and carry them as treasures through your day. |
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