By the end of the hour, Ross Gay had people all but swaying in the aisles. A poet and professor at Indiana University whose 2015 collection, Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude, was a National Book Award finalist, Gay is a Bate Fellow this year at the Radcliffe Institute. And on a Wednesday evening in mid February, four dozen people filled up a room at Fay House in Radcliffe Yard to hear him speak.
It was scheduled to be a lecture on the “Black Georgics,” Gay’s work-in-progress (barely begun, he confessed later), conceived as a black writer’s response to Virgil’s book-length agricultural poem. But Gay had something else on his mind that night. Last fall he gave an interview to Poetry magazine, and the interviewer, Kyla Marshell—a friend and a fellow member of the Cave Canem group of African-American poets—had asked him about all the flowers in his book. By turns euphoric, elegiac, or edgy, and sometimes all those things at once, the poems in Catalog wind a tight orbit around his garden back in Bloomington: its fruit trees and honeybees and universe of flowers. This is the emotional and imaginative center that the book returns to again and again.
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