Anthony Hoagland is an American poet and writer. His poetry collection 2003, What Narcissism Means to Me, was a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award. Other honors include two grants from the National Endowment for the Arts, a 2000 Guggenheim Fellowship in Poetry, and a fellowship to the Provincetown Fine Arts Work Center. His poems and criticism have appeared in such publications as Poetry Magazine, Ploughshares, Agni, Threepenny Review, The Gettysburg Review, Ninth Letter, Southern Indiana Review, American Poetry Review, and Harvard Review.
Some birds are people-watchers. The worms can hear us walking over them. The loaves and fishes multiplied the Christians. We were wrong about so many things. We thought the world was Continue reading
The deer they said would be there at dawn never appeared but the dawn mist instead. Always something instead like the little brown pebble on the porch that turned out to Continue reading
After the war is over the suicide bomber who never got the chance to detonate himself unpacks the explosives from his special vest. He feels the sadness of someone whose big Continue reading
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