Jon Anderson Poems
- The Parachutist Then the air was perfect. And his descent to...
- The Trucker Elevators, like great oaks rise into the ...
- Voyage So, at last, we will cross. Our season presupposes ...
- The Secret Of Poetry When I was lonely, I thought of ...
- Exiled On Mountain, Bewail Fat...
- Listen, Leo Listen, Leo, remember the lifeboat we pilfered ...
Jon Victor Anderson was an American poet.
Anderson's first book, Looking for Jonathan, was an inaugural selection of the Pitt Poetry Series of the University of Pittsburgh Press in 1967. His second, Death & Friends, was nominated for the National Book Award.
He won a Guggenheim Fellowship from the John Simon Guggenheim Memorial Foundation in 1976; the Shelley Memorial Award from Poetry Society of America in 1983 for career achievement; and a National Endowment for the Arts fellowship in poetry in 1986.
Born July 4 in Somerville, Massachusetts, to Henry Victor and Frances (Ladd) Anderson, he earned a BS from Northeastern University (1964) and a MFA from the ... more »
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Elevators, like great oaks
rise into the evening, and when they descend
you hardly know yourself.
the fair, shadowed cab light
shone on the trucker's face. If only
he had learned to think like that!
Some extremes, but much benign lack of interest,
for which the heart gradually opens.
... patiently working, bringing cattle
from Denver, sorghum, oats,
butter, wheat and pigs from the Midwest,
steel bars, the body
with its different nightly smells ...
He wanted to walk the length of Kansas.
The years had not even been ...