B H Fairchild
Biography of B H Fairchild
B.H. Fairchild is an award-winning American poet and former college professor. His most recent book is Usher, and his poems have appeared in literary journals and magazines including The New Yorker, The Paris Review, and The Southern Review.
He was born in Houston, Texas, and grew up in small towns in the oil fields of Oklahoma, Texas, and Kansas, later working through high school and college for his father, a lathe machinist. He taught English and Creative Writing at California State University, San Bernardino and Claremont Graduate University. He lives in Claremont, California with his wife, Patti, and dog, Minnie.
His third poetry collection, The Art of the Lathe, winner of the 1997 Beatrice Hawley Award, brought Fairchild's work to national prominence, garnering him a large number of awards and fellowships. The book ultimately gave him international attention, as The Way Weiser Press in England published the U.K. edition of the book.
B H Fairchild's Works:
Full-Length Poetry Collections
Usher (W. W. Norton, 2009)
Local Knowledge (W.W. Norton, 2005, second edition)
Early Occult Memory Systems of the Lower Midwest (W.W. Norton, 2003)
The Arrival of the Future (Alice James Books, 2000, second edition)
The Art of the Lathe (Alice James Books, 1998)
Local Knowledge (Quarterly Review of Literature, Princeton, NJ, 1991)
The Arrival of the Future (illustrated by Ross Zirkle, Swallow's Tale Press, 1985, Livingston Publishing, 1985)
The System of Which the Body Is One Part (State Street Press, 1988)
Flight (Devil's Millhopper Press, 1985)
C & W Machine Works (Trilobite Press, 1983)
Such Holy Song: Music as Idea, Form, and Image in the Poetry of William Blake (Kent State University Press, 1980)
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B H Fairchild Poems
Body And Soul
Half-numb, guzzling bourbon and Coke from coffee mugs, our fathers fall in love with their own stories, nuzzling the facts but mauling the truth, and my friend's father begins to lay out with the slow ease of a blues ballad a story
Thermoregulation In Winter Moths
How do the winter moths survive when other moths die? What enables them to avoid freezing as they rest, and what makes it possible for them to fly -- and so to seek food and mates -- in the cold? Bernd Heinrich, Scientific American 1. The Himalayas
The Art Of The Lathe
Leonardo imagined the first one. The next was a pole lathe with a drive cord, illustrated in Plumier's L'art de tourner en perfection. Then Ramsden, Vauconson, the great Maudslay,
I am tired of the heave and swell, the deep lunge in the belly, the gut's dumb show of dance and counterdance, sway and pause, the pure jig of nausea
"Gesang ist Dasein" A small thing done well, the steel bit paring the cut end of the collar, lifting delicate
Elliot Ray Neiderland, home from college one winter, hauling a load of Herefords from Hogtown to Guymon with a pint of Ezra Brooks and a copy of Rilke’s Duineser
Early Occult Memory Systems Of The Lower...
In his fifth year the son, deep in the backseat of his father's Ford and the mysterium of time, holds time in memory with words, night, this night, on the way to a stalled rig south
Outside my window the wasps are making their slow circle, dizzy flights of forage and return, hovering among azaleas
Dust storm, we thought, a brown swarm plugging the lungs, or a locust-cloud, but this was a collapse, a slow sinking to deeper brown, and deeper still, like the sky
How in Heraclitus ideas of things, quality, and event coalesce—sun/warmth/dawn— the perceiver/perceived, too,
Old Men Playing Basketball
The heavy bodies lunge, the broken language of fake and drive, glamorous jump shot slowed to a stutter. Their gestures, in love
I am tired of the heave and swell,
the deep lunge in the belly, the gut's
dumb show of dance and counterdance,
sway and pause, the pure jig of nausea
in the pit of a spinning world.
Where the body moves, the mind
often lags, clutching deck, anchor,
the gray strap that hangs like the beard
of death from the train's ceiling,