Albert Goldbarth is an American poet born January 31, 1948 in Chicago. He has won the National Book Critics Circle award for "Saving Lives" (2001) and "Heaven and Earth: A Cosmology" (1991), the only poet to receive the honor two times. He also won the Mark Twain Award for Humorous Poetry, awarded by the Poetry Foundation, in 2008. Goldbarth is a fellow of the National Endowment for the Arts and the John Simon Guggenheim Memorial Foundation.
The poetry of Albert Goldbarth is widely praised, and he has published extensively, with more than 30 collections to his credit, including poetry and essays. He is known for his prolific production, his gregarious tone, his eclectic interests and his distinctive 'talky' style. In his review of Kitchen Sink, David Baker (poet) of The Kenyon Review says: “Albert Goldbarth is . . . a contemporary genius with the language itself . . . There is simply no contemporary poet like him.”
Goldbarth received his BA from the University of Illinois in 1969 and his MFA from the University of Iowa in 1971. He is the Adelle V. Davis Distinguished Professor of Humanities at Wichita State University, and he teaches in the Low-Residency MFA program in Creative Writing at Converse College.
Fathers are invariably great nuisances on the stage, and always have to give the hero or heroine a long explanation of what was done before the curtain rose, usually commencing with "It is now nineteen years, my dear child, since ..." etc., etc.
—Charles Dickens
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The renewal project is doomed: because
its funding board's vice-president resigned: because
the acids of divorce were eating day-long
at her stomach, at her thoughts: because
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1862: Dante Gabriel Rossetti buried his young wife Elizabeth Rossetti with a sheaf of his unpublished poems.
. . . and then of course the weeping: some demurely, some
flamboyantly. Those elegiac tears, if shed
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The light has traveled unthinkable thousands of miles to be
condensed, recharged, and poured off the white white pages
of an open Bible the country parson holds in front of this couple
in a field, in July, in the sap and the flyswirl of July
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The drizzle-slicked cobblestone alleys
of some city;
and the brickwork back
of the lumbering Galapagos tortoise
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