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Donald Hall

Donald Hall has lived a remarkable life of letters, a career capped by a National Medal of the Arts, awarded by the president. Now, in the "unknown, unanticipated galaxy" of very old age, he is writing searching essays that startle, move, and delight. Hall paints his past: "Decades followed each other-thirty was terrifying, forty I never noticed because I was drunk, fifty was best with a total change of life, sixty extended the bliss of fifty . . ." And, poignantly, often joyfully, he limns his present: "When I turned eighty and rubbed testosterone on my chest, my beard roared like a lion and gained four inches." Most memorably, Hall writes about his enduring love affair with his ancestral Eagle Pond Farm and with the writing life that sustains him, every day.

Donald Hall has lived a remarkable life of letters, a career capped by a National Medal of the Arts, awarded by the president. Now, in the "unknown, unanticipated galaxy" of very old age, he is writing searching essays that startle, move, and delight. Hall paints his past: "Decades followed each other-thirty was terrifying, forty I never noticed because I was drunk, fifty was best with a total change of life, sixty extended the bliss of fifty . . ." And, poignantly, often joyfully, he limns his present: "When I turned eighty and rubbed testosterone on my chest, my beard roared like a lion and gained four inches." Most memorably, Hall writes about his enduring love affair with his ancestral Eagle Pond Farm and with the writing life that sustains him, every day.
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Donald Hall has lived a remarkable life of letters, a career capped by a National Medal of the Arts, awarded by the president. Now, in the "unknown, unanticipated galaxy" of very old age, he is writing searching essays that startle, move, and delight. Hall paints his past: "Decades followed each other-thirty was terrifying, forty I never noticed because I was drunk, fifty was best with a total change of life, sixty extended the bliss of fifty . . ." And, poignantly, often joyfully, he limns his present: "When I turned eighty and rubbed testosterone on my chest, my beard roared like a lion and gained four inches." Most memorably, Hall writes about his enduring love affair with his ancestral Eagle Pond Farm and with the writing life that sustains him, every day.

Language:

English

Narrators:

Tom Perkins

Length:

4h 6m


Chapters

Free Sample

05:00

Chapter 1
Chapter 1

21:02


Chapter 2
Chapter 2

06:55


Chapter 3
Chapter 3

21:46


Chapter 4
Chapter 4

19:09


Chapter 5
Chapter 5

23:11


Chapter 6
Chapter 6

15:27


Chapter 7
Chapter 7

18:06


Chapter 8
Chapter 8

15:44


Chapter 9
Chapter 9

18:44


Chapter 10
Chapter 10

16:56


Chapter 11
Chapter 11

11:42


Chapter 12
Chapter 12

21:31


Chapter 13
Chapter 13

17:09


Chapter 14
Chapter 14

19:28