| Linda Gregg | |
| Birth Date: | 9 September 1942 |
| Birth Place: | Suffern, New York |
| Death Place: | New York City |
| Nationality: | American |
| Genre: | Poetry |
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Linda Alouise Gregg (September 9, 1942 – March 20, 2019) was an American poet.
She was born in Suffern, New York.Ms. Gregg grew up on the other side of the country, in Marin County, California. She received both her Bachelor of Arts, in 1967, and her Master of Arts, in 1972, from San Francisco State College. Her first book of poems, Too Bright to See, was published in 1981.[1]
She was in a long relationship with poet Jack Gilbert,[2] and later married writer, political activist, and philosophy professor John Brentlinger. The couple divorced in 1990. She was then in a relationship with an unnamed married man [3] for an unspecified time.
Her published books include Things and Flesh, Chosen By The Lion, The Sacraments of Desire, Alma, Too Bright to See, In the Middle Distance, and All of it Singing.[4] Her poems also appeared in numerous literary magazines, including Ploughshares, The New Yorker, the Paris Review, the Kenyon Review, and the Atlantic Monthly.
She began teaching poetry at such schools as Indian Valley Colleges, University of Arizona, Napa State, and Louisiana State University.[5] She later taught at the University of Iowa, Columbia University, the University of California at Berkeley, the University of Houston, and the University of North Carolina at Greensboro. Starting in 2006, she lived in New York City's East Village, and for two years was a lecturer in the Creative Writing Program in the University Center for the Creative and Performing Artsat Princeton University.[1]
On March 20, 2019, she died of cancer at the Beth Israel Hospital in New York City.[1]
"Linda Gregg brings us back to poetry. . . . She is original and mysterious, one of the best poets in America", says Gerald Stern.[7]
Much of Linda Gregg's poetry is inspired by her extensive travels.[8] Her work has received enormous critical praise for its soaring lyrical depictions of grief and loss, and the strange strengths and beauty she mines from them. Joseph Brodsky once stated that "[t]he blinding intensity of Ms. Gregg's lines stains the reader's psyche the way lightning or heartbreak do."[9]
The poet Czesław Miłosz said, "I consider Linda Gregg to be one of the best American poets, and I value the neatness of design in her poems, as well as the energy of each line."[9] W. S. Merwin confessed:
"I have loved Linda Gregg's poems since I first read them. They are original in the way that really matters: they speak clearly of their source. They are inseparable from the surprising, unrolling, eventful, pure current of their language, and they convey at once the pain of individual loss, a steady and utterly personal radiance."[10]