Let's make this birthday one to remember.

82 years old (Born on November 19, 1942)

Happy birthday to the incomparable Sharon Olds! Your words have always danced on page edges, winking playfully from intense humanity in "Satan Says," to raw candor through "The Father" and unapologetic sensuality blooming vividly across each line of "The Wellspring." You've made poetry brave again—bold enough for Pulitzer Prizes (Hello, Stag's Leap!) yet relatable enough that readers blush knowingly behind their coffee cups.

May this year bring you as much wisdom, wit, and lyrical brilliance as you've generously shared with us all. Here's hoping your celebrations require no critics' circle announcements—though we'd gladly award you another prize merely for existing so poetically. Cheers!