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Dear Friend, The staff here at the Academy of American Poets is delighted to wish you a happy new year from our happy new home on Maiden Lane in Lower Manhattan. As an organization devoted to poetry and now located on a street whose name conjures the maidens and lanes of classic poetry, our staff was compelled to take a brief respite from unpacking boxes to assemble a selection of poems that reference maidens or lanes. In addition to poems of yore — by Wordsworth, Longfellow, and Poe — we found a number of contemporary poems, including "Siren" by Louise Glück, which ends: I used to tell you my dreams. Last night I saw a woman sitting in a dark bus— In the dream, she's weeping, the bus she's on Is moving away. With one hand She's waving; the other strokes An egg carton full of babies.
The dream doesn't rescue the maiden. The selections have a geographic reach that reflects the range of our audience, from these lines about T. S. Eliot's ancestral English home in the second stanza of "East Coker," In my beginning is my end. Now the light falls Across the open field, leaving the deep lane Shuttered with branches, dark in the afternoon, Where you lean against a bank while a van passes, And the deep lane insists on the direction Into the village, in the electric heat Hypnotised. through poems about our actual street here in New York, to Lorna Dee Cervantes's rendering of "the fake windsounds of the open lanes" of a California freeway. We look forward to serving you and the Poets.org community throughout 2011 by delivering the world of poetry to your inbox, desktop, and doorstep. Please note our new mailing address below. Yours,  Tree Swenson Executive Director Academy of American Poets 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901 New York, NY 10038 Thanks for being a part of the Poets.org community. Please sign in to subscribe to other Poets.org newsletters, change your email address or unsubscribe from this list at any time.
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