Doug Anderson: Poem
Where does love go when we are too old to make love (please not yet)? Is there some wisdom there beneath the thrashing animal? Some sweet silence? — copyright 2014 … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: Best New Poets Under Three
A Review Peter Patenaud, who at one, has produced two volumes that hearken to a shadow life before his soul, dipped in Lethe, came clean into this world as the … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: How She Was
I stood with my mother waiting for the Walk sign at an intersection in downtown Tucson. It was Sunday and the town was deserted. The two of us and a … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: Shakespeare in the Schools
I grew up with Shakespeare. Even the working class side of the family could quote his poetry and apply it to their lives. Reading Shakespeare created imaginative range and intellectual … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: Letter
Deer hunters half whose energy is spent not shooting one another in these little scraps of east coast woods I see you going out before dawn in your camo even … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: What Combat Veterans Know
There is a war inside the war that only combat veterans know. They’re not being mysterious when they talk and seem to leave you out. They’d prefer it weren’t that … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: Farthest from the Sun
Soon the time of year to check the inner flame. Wavering or not. My heart, the guttering candle of the Chinese poets whose friends have all traveled beyond the river. … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: The Anger of Men
Does the fact of testosterone need a cultural ritual? We think of sports as a healthy way of de-sublimating testosterone but we don’t have a spiritual or philosophical approach to … Continue reading
Doug Anderson: Rood Shadow
They get Jesus in a back room at the country club, tell him, Let’s get you some new clothes and could you step over there and wash your feet? Maybe … Continue reading
