Category Archives: James Schuyler

James Schuyler Recalls Reading Ulysses in High School

Today is of course Bloomsday — the international celebration of James Joyce’s Ulysses — and a year ago I posted about Frank O’Hara’s passionate attachment to Joyce and his epic novel.  This year, I thought I’d post another example of the powerful influence Joyce had … Continue reading

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The “Resurgent Popularity” of Eileen Myles

Fortunately, the “Eileen Myles Moment” continues apace, with a big feature on Myles and her “resurgent popularity” in this weekend’s New York Times T Magazine.  The piece, by Emily Witt, is titled “The Poet Idolized by a New Generation of Feminists,” … Continue reading

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Grace Hartigan, Frank O’Hara, and the New York School

Burt Glinn, Back Table at the Five Spot (1957), Frank O’Hara, Larry Rivers, Grace Hartigan (l to r) The painter Grace Hartigan (1922-2008) was a central figure in the New York School of poets and artists in the 1950s. Particularly close to Frank O’Hara, … Continue reading

Posted in Abstract Expressionism, Book Review, Elaine de Kooning, Frank O'Hara, Grace Hartigan, Helen Frankenthaler, James Schuyler, Jane Freilicher, Joan Mitchell, John Ashbery, Larry Rivers, Uncategorized, Visual Art | 2 Comments

James Schuyler: “Tomorrow is St. Valentine’s …”

“Tomorrow is St. Valentine’s,” James Schuyler wrote in a poem 41 years ago today.  “Tomorrow I’ll think about / that.”  The poem (which one of my grad students, the poet Paige Lewis, reminded me of today) appeared as  part of Schuyler’s … Continue reading

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Nick Sturm on Ted Berrigan as Art Critic

There is a great new essay up at Fanzine about Ted Berrigan’s little-known art writing by one of my (now former) graduate students, the terrific poet and scholar Nick Sturm.  For months, Sturm has been scouring the Berrigan archives, turning up fascinating … Continue reading

Posted in Abstract Expressionism, Alice Neel, Alice Notley, Criticism, Frank O'Hara, James Schuyler, Jane Freilicher, John Ashbery, Ted Berrigan, Visual Art

New Video of James Schuyler’s Legendary Debut Reading in 1988

A rare video of James Schuyler reading his poems has just surfaced on YouTube, thanks to Raymond Foye, executor of Schuyler’s estate, who posted the video several days ago. [The YouTube clip has subsequently been taken down, but the video … Continue reading

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Drunk on the Poetry of a New Friend: John Wieners and Frank O’Hara

It’s been heartening to see all the recent attention to the poetry of John Wieners, whose moving, strange, and powerful poems deserve to be better known.  Wieners, an important but lesser-known figure within the post-World War II avant-garde scene known as “New American Poetry,” is … Continue reading

Posted in Barbara Guest, Beats, Charles Olson, Frank O'Hara, Influences on the NY School, James Schuyler, John Bernard Myers, John Wieners, Marjorie Perloff, NY School Influence, Ted Berrigan

“Labor Day” by James Schuyler

A day late, but here’s James Schuyler’s poem “Labor Day”: Labor Day Not what I think or see (I can’t: sun in my eyes) or remember, or will be – what do I know of that? – or never knew or … Continue reading

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James Merrill and … the New York School?

James Merrill is not often mentioned in the same breath as poets of the New York School. He is usually viewed as a consummate formalist and genteel New England poet, celebrated for his elegant style, refinement, and restraint, who operated at some distance from the … Continue reading

Posted in Frank O'Hara, Herbert Machiz, James Merrill, James Schuyler, John Ashbery, John Bernard Myers, Larry Rivers, Tibor de Nagy Gallery, Visual Art

James Schuyler, “May 24th or So”

Here, because it’s May 24th or so, is a poem by James Schuyler:    

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