Laura Crafton Gilpin (1950–2007) was an American poet, nurse, and advocate for hospital reform. She won the Walt Whitman Award.
Gilpin was born on October 10, 1950 to Robert Crafton Gilpin and Bertha Burghard. Gilpin attended Sarah Lawrence College and Columbia University.
In 1976, Gilpin was awarded the Walt Whitman Award by the Academy of American Poets for her book of poems titled The Hocus-Pocus of the Universe. She was selected by William Stafford. Gilpin later wrote another book of poetry, titled The Weight of a Soul. Her work was also published in the magazine Poetry.
In 1981, Gilpin became a registered nurse. She was a founding member of Planetree, which has been described as a "pioneering organization dedicated to humanizing patient care in hospitals". Gilpin worked to develop and implement hospital care centered around patients.
Gilpin died on February 15, 2007 in Fairhope, Alabama, at age 56.
I love that poetry can say so much with few words. This slender volume has some real beauties, my favorite, as for many, is The Two-headed Calf. It is a view of the fragile beauty of life. I wish she had written more.
I'm so happy I stumbled across the work of Laura Gilpin. I wish I had known her work sooner! Her writing is elegant in the way that it is simple, graceful in how straightforward it is. Poetic in the way nature is beautiful because, well, it just *is*. Some poetry is like mint tea, some poetry is like straight up brandy. But in the best way possible, I found this work of poetry to be like that first sip of water you take when you wake up in the middle of the night dying of thirst.
My favorite poems from this work were " The Meaning", "Concerning the Gold Fountain Pen Sent to Me by My Father on My Twenty-first Birthday with a Note Congratulating Me on My New Independence", "An Afternoon of Painting", "The Whole of It", "The Two-Headed Calf", and finally "Seeing a Dog in the Rain".
I really enjoyed this little book. I got it through the ILL system at my library, and I'm really sad that I must return it. I wish it was in print for me to purchase! I hope other people read her work too someday and she gets a little more recognition.
Gilpin's one and only published book to date, The Hocus-Pocus of the Universe won the Walt Whitman award in 1976. Then she disappeared from the public spotlight until her death in 2007. I had her book, lost it, retrieved it from the attic where it had been buried for years. I can't say that her work in this book was remarkable, or that it was especially memorable, but there were several poems that will always stay with me . I was saddened by the news of her death, and it made me want to go back read over her work. What I found was that the simplicity of her lines, her wording and phrase were so guileless, pure, and quiet that I am sad to think she may go unknown, unread by the vast majority of readers today. Her poem, the "Two-Headed Calf" is probably her best known poem.
The Two-headed Calf by Laura Gilpin
Tomorrow when the farm boys find this freak of nature they will wrap his body in newspaper and carry him to the museum.
But tonight he is alive and in the north field with his mother. It is a perfect summer evening: the moon rising over the orchard, the wind in the grass. And as he stares into the sky, there are twice as many stars as usual.
Just read this book on archive.com. It evokes a lot of fondness in me for the writer. There are some really beautiful prosaic moments, but I think the main strength here lies in the simplicity and the authentic emotion of the poems. I think anyone reading this comes away feeling a lot of love for Laura Gilpin. It is so sad that this book (and her writing in general) are not as widely printed/read as they should be. One of the poetry collections that has resonated with me the most.
Listen, The Two Headed Calf alone is enough to make this a five star read, but also… damn was Gilpin talented. She captures relationships in such a beautiful way. The father-daughter poems were particularly incredible.
The genius responsible for The Two-Headed Calf, Laura Gilpin is one of your favourite poets and you don't even know it yet. My favourite poem of hers (and one of my favourite poems of all time) is Seeing a Dog in the Rain: as swift and winding as a punch in the gut, but I love it all the same. It scratches the same melancholic, animalic itch as Two-Headed Calf, only 100 times stronger, and it always makes me misty.
Other highlights include Life After Death, Hanging On, and The Field Where You Lost Your Mother. If there's one thing Laura Gilpin did, it was write a sad poem—and have an intense, sometimes eyebrow-raising attachment to her father; I'm not saying Electra complex, but... she did write a rather confessional poem (aptly titled The Whole Truth) about "wanting more" from her dad and finding a lover like him, so...
Anyway, this collection isn't on sale anymore, so if you want to read it (which you absolutely should), there's a great pdf on the Internet Archive that's easy to find/I can send you.
I don’t claim to know anything about literature- about what makes something good or bad or brilliant- nor anything about the universe; about life; or anything that matters really. This book found me unassumingly one day while I was supposed to be doing something else and all I can say is that I’ll always be grateful that it did.
Is Here
Everything I own is here
these books these chairs this table
when I reach out for them they meet my touch
they help support me they bear up under my weight they bend to my will
they offer me encouragement at ease in my presence in this room
none of us have to be here and yet all of us are
and all of us have been around long enough to know it is best
to be firm and silent and accept the way each thing fits in.
The Whole of It
I am as resilient as a robin’s egg falling out of the nest twenty feet above ground
My one salvation is the little boy across the street who collects odds and ends.
it’s a shame this is out of print but thanks to the internet archive (donate!!) i got to read the full collection. this is THE writer of the two-headed calf poem. she died in the town right next to mine years ago. she is a beautiful poet. thank you internet good doers/archivists.
“You say there is an infinite number of stars only because you haven't counted them”. 💫
Este fue el primer poemario que me ha hecho llorar, me dejó con una presión en el pecho, es como si pudiera sentir todo el sufrimiento que hay detrás de cada palabra
i really enjoyed her style of writing. has some rly great poems in it. i think for me the highlights of the book would be “life after death”, “the field where you lost your mother”, “at the point of waking”, “i rarely dream of orpheus”, “separation”, “my shadow”, “dust”, “night song”, “body count”, “two headed calf”, “examination”, “snow”, and “infinity”. if u don’t feel like reading all of the poems here i definitely recommend at least reading those. the book was rly short so i read it in like half an hour tops.
It is a real tragedy that it is hard to find this book in print nowadays because I loved every last drop of it. Each poem hits a sweet spot in length and language that is unlike anything I've ever read before. If a book could hold you with a gentle strength that says "it will be okay, even if it's not" this would be the book that could do that.
read this at weaver street, just as the sun was setting. it's just for the first time this year a little too cold for me outside, and there's a rowdy group of high school boys laughing and joking at the table in front of me. this feels appropriate. i don't know how to talk about poetry -- great rhythm? -- but some of these really hit. i liked it. 3.5/5. (reading on further) okay I really liked it. I forgot I read this because it's where The Two-headed Calf was published. 4/5.
god this was stunning… laura gilpin you were radiant
my favourites: - watching my mother sleep - life after death - the hub of the universe - body count - the two headed calf (one of my favourite poems of all time) - a toast to the alchemists - examination
Favoriete gedichten: Watching My Mother Sleep, Life after death (IV), Concerning the Gold Fountain Pen Sent to Me by My Father on my Twenty-First Birthday with a Note Congratulating Me on My New Independence, The Field Where You Lost Your Mother, The Apple, January, The Two-headed Calf, Body Count
I think this is perhaps my favorite poetry collection of all time (so far). Short and concise while packing a punch. I was first introduced to Laura Gilpin when I read her poem titled ‘The Two-Headed Calf’ and it struck a chord with me. I’m pleased to report that there is merit in the whole collection as well. 4.5 stars
Oi miten ihastuttavia pieniä runoja! Luin tämän kaksi kertaa putkeen yhdeltä istumalta runobrunssilla elämäni parhaan perunasalaatin äärellä. Pidin varsinkin neljännestä osasta, jossa käsiteltiin ihmisen kykenemättömyyttä käsittää luonnon ihmeellisyyttä. Kokoelman nimikin on teemaan harvinaisen osuva.
“Two-headed calf” is a fan favourite and the most enduring poem from this collection—for good reason. But it would be a true shame to overlook the entirety of this collection in favour of just one of many wonderful works.
Gulpin manages to convey a very sincere tenderness across all her poems. There’s a light handed sense of grief and honesty in the way she approaches her subject matter that I really appreciate. Some of her poetic tone in her shorter works also reminds me of Japanese haiku? Maybe it’s the simplicity.
Not all of her works were hits for me (didn’t enjoy the Indian references or the egg and sperm) but for the most part the collection is solid.
“I rarely dream of Orpheus” “Night Song” and “Life After Death” were all standouts to me.
Read on the Internet Archive because this book is hard to find in print. I may work on hunting down a copy at some point!