Author: Stephen Dunn

It was no place for the faithless, So I felt a little odd Walking the marshland with my daughters, Canada […]

if you believe nothing is always what’s left After a while, as I did, If you believe you have this […]

He’d spent his life trying to control the names people gave him; Oh the unfair and the accurate equally hurt. […]

Yesterday, for a long while, The early morning sunlight In the trees was sufficient, Replaced by a hello From a […]

The dogs greet me, I descend Into their world of fur and tongues And then my wife and I embrace […]

It was supposed to be Arts & Crafts for a week, But when she came home With the “Jesus Saves” […]

My neighbor was a biker, a pusher, a dog And wife beater. In bad dreams I killed him And once, […]

Relax. This won’t last long. Or if it does, or if the lines Make you sleepy or bored, Give in […]

A woman’s taking her late-afternoon walk On Chestnut where no sidewalk exists And houses with gravel driveways Sit back among […]

When Mother died I thought: now I’ll have a death poem. That was unforgivable. Yet I’ve since forgiven myself As […]

Because finally the personal Is all that matters, We spend years describing stones, Chairs, abandoned farmhouses- Until we’re ready. Always […]

To hold a damaged sparrow Under water until you feel it die Is to know a small something About the […]

He climbed toward the blinding light And when his eyes adjusted He looked down and could see His fellow prisoners […]

The sky in the trees, the trees mixed up With what’s left of heaven, nearby a patch Of daffodils rooted […]

This is not the way I am. Really, I am much taller in person, The hairline I conceal reaches back […]