Biography of Douglas Goetsch
Douglas Goetsch's books of poetry include NOBODY'S HELL (Hanging Loose Press, 1999), THE JOB OF BEING EVERYBODY (Cleveland State University Poetry Center, 2004), winner of the CSU Poetry Center Open Competition, Nameless Boy (forthcoming) and four chapbooks. He is a recipient of fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts and the New York Foundation for the Arts, a Pushcart Prize, the Donald Murray Prize, the Paumanok Prize, and numerous other honors. His work has appeared in Poetry , The New Yorker , The Iowa Review , The Gettysburg Review , Best American Poetry , online at Garrison Keillor's The Writer's Almanac , on the air at NPR.
Douglas Goetsch Poems
I'd walk close to buildings counting bricks, run my finger in the grout till it grew hot and numb. Bricks in a row, rows on a floor, multiply
A summer breeze lifts white gauze curtains, carrying sounds of neighbors
It's easy to want someone dead. Take this guy who removed the muffler from his Harley,
A little girl in her Halloween princess costume, purple and white, thin satin or polyester, a slit in the sleeve, a sweatshirt underneath
Smell and Envy
You nature poets think you've got it, hostaged somewhere in Vermont or Oregon, so it blooms and withers only for you,
Spring came and we had to hide our boners under our desks or against walls of lockers. We'd see other boys walking with books slung low
A little girl in her Halloween princess costume,
purple and white, thin satin or polyester,
a slit in the sleeve, a sweatshirt underneath
her mother made her wear over her screams.
Still, she couldn't be more excited, waving
her cardboard wand. Children need so little;
pennies for the fountain, bread for the sparrows.
You tell them to sit on the floor and they do.
Even rich kids know there's nothing better