Christina Pugh

Biography of Christina Pugh

Christina Pugh poet

Christina Pugh is the author of two books of poems: Restoration (Northwestern University Press / TriQuarterly Books, 2008) and Rotary (Word Press, 2004), which received the Word Press First Book Prize. She has also published a chapbook, Gardening at Dusk (Wells College Press, 2002). Her poems have appeared in The Atlantic Monthly, Poetry, TriQuarterly, Ploughshares, and other periodicals, as well as in anthologies. Her honors have included the Lucille Medwick Memorial Award from the Poetry Society of America, the Grolier Poetry Prize, an individual artist fellowship in poetry from the Illinois Arts Council, the Ruth Lilly Poetry Fellowship from Poetry magazine, and residencies at the Ragdale and Ucross colonies.

In addition to her own poetry, she publishes criticism; her recent articles have discussed Emily Dickinson’s metrical “ghosts” and the role of imitation in creative writing pedagogy. Pugh has also reviewed the work of many contemporary poets and poet-critics in publications such as Poetry, Verse, Ploughshares, and Harvard Review. At present, she is completing another collection of poems that takes the sonnet’s volta, or turn, as a formal principle guiding the construction of contemplative free verse. She has also recently completed a critical book manuscript about ekphrasis (poetry that treats visual art) in twentieth-century American poetry.

Literary Awards

Ucross Foundation Residency Fellowship (2005)
Word Press First Book Prize (2003)
Grolier Poetry Prize (2000)
Ruth Lilly Fellowship (Poetry Magazine 2000)
AWP Intro Journals Award (2000)
Whiting Fellowship for the Humanities (1997-1998)

Christina Pugh's Works:

Restoration (Northwestern University Press / TriQuarterly Books, 2008)
Rotary (Word Press, 2004)

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I And Thou

Must we cultivate our kindness? Can we
book a fellow-feeling for the sake of the fellow,
not the Ghost? Last night, for example, the whitehaired
girl told us singing was like praying; and that
iron of naturalized note in the bluegrass made me
want to say sublime, sublime to myself, in the Sapphic
sense that knows sublimity as love (O wash me
green as yonder field); and the girl's reed song did
light from the stage, articulating phrases like Heavens

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