George Bradley (1953 / Roslyn, New York)
Biography of George Bradley
George Bradley is an American poet, editor, and fiction writer whose work is characterized by formal structure, humor, and satirical narrative.
He attended the Hill School, Yale University, and the University of Virginia. His poems have appeared in the New Yorker, Poetry Magazine, New England Review, The New Republic, the Paris Review.
In 1998 he edited The Yale Younger Poets Anthology, which traced the history of the first poetry series in America from its inception in 1919 to 1997. The critic Peter Davison praised this anthology in the Atlantic Monthly for uncovering an important chapter of American literary history: Bradley "introduces each selection with a brief identification of its author, and prefaces his anthology with introductory matter amounting to nearly a hundred pages of graceful, witty, and discriminating prose that combines aesthetic perception, historical understanding, and publishing shrewdness. The result is a book that illuminates the recesses between artists, audiences, public taste, and the history of American publication.
1985 Yale Younger Poets Series, selected by James Merrill
The Witter Bynner Prize from the American Academy and Institute of Arts and Letters
The Peter I. B. Lavan Award from the Academy of American Poets
George Bradley's Works:
"The Fire Fetched Down", Poetry Foundation
Terms To Be Met. Yale University Press. 1986
Of the Knowledge of Good and Evil Knopf (1991)
The Fire Fetched Down Knopf (1996)
Some Assembly Required. A.A. Knopf. 2001
A Few of Her Secrets. Waywiser Press (U.K. and U.S.A.). 2011
James Tate, David Lehman, ed. (1997). The Best American Poetry 1997. Simon and Schuster
Billy Collins, ed. (2003). Poetry 180: a turning back to poetry. Random House Trade Paperbacks
George Bradley, ed. (1998). The Yale younger poets anthology. Yale University Press
Laura Furman, ed. (2010)., ed. (2010). The PEN/O. Henry Prize Stories, The Best Stories of the Year.. Anchor Books/Random House
Where the Blue Begins
In the southern Adriatic, where the blue begins,
We came to rest awhile and play
On sun-drenched islands known as Tremiti,
Where the breeze blows fresh
And pine trees shiver and the salt sea
Washes the likes of you and me,
In the southern Adriatic, in the wind-blown spray.
In the bluest water, just where it begins,
We came to play awhile, came to rest