Bruce Bond

Bruce Bond Poems

The Delta

If you are going there by foot, prepare
to get wet. You are not you anymore.
You are a girl standing in a pool
of clouds as they catch fire in the distance.

Black Iris

Dear guitar, my Cyclops, my raft,
my drunken casket, my doll
without arms, my willow, my ink,

Empire Of Light

It's the lantern that we look to most,
there in the shape of a man with his dark hat
and radiant head, his arms cut short,

My Death Space Dot Com

Now that obituaries come online
with coroner reports and full disclosure,
imagine the ways to betray a man


So many grains, so many little tombs
of dust. It keeps us humble: the deceased,
always slightly larger than their time,
larger than us, no less, just as a breeze

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Bruce Bond (born 25 June 1954) is an American poet and creative writing educator at the University of North Texas.
Bond earned a Bachelor of Arts degree in English from Pomona College, a Master of Arts degree in English from Claremont Graduate School, and a Masters in Music Performance degree from the Lamont School of Music of the University of De ...

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