John Koethe Poems
- Early Morning in Milwaukee Is this what I was made for? Is ...
- Domes for John Godfrey 1. Animals Carved—indicated, ...
- The Constant Voice Above a coast that lies between two coasts...
- Book X In the last book of The Republic Plato turns to ...
- Below the Coast A clumsy hillock Unmolded like a cake on ...
- What The Stars Meant On a backwards-running clock in Lisbon, ...
- Creation Myths Some have the grandeur of architecture, The ...
John Koethe was born on December 25, 1945 in San Diego, and received an A.B. from Princeton and a Ph.D. in Philosophy from Harvard.
He has published six books of poetry: “Blue Vents” (1968), “Domes” (1973), which received the Frank O'Hara Award, “The Late Wisconsin Spring” (1984), “Falling Water” (1997), which received the Kingsley Tufts Award, “The Constructor” (1999), which was a finalist for The New Yorker Book Award and the Lenore Marshall Award, and “North Point North: New and Selected Poems” (2002), which was a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize. He is also the author of “Poetry at One Remove: Essays” (2001) and “The Continuity of Wittgenstein's Thought” (1996). more »
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Comments about John Koethe
Some have the grandeur of architecture,
The grandeur of the concert hall: the sentimental
Grandeur of an idea lying just beyond recall
In someone's imagination, compelled by an even
Greater music at its most monumental,
That begins with the explosion of a drum
In chaos and the dark, the twin wellsprings of a world
That slowly comes to lie before them—a natural
One, apparently designed for them alone,
That somehow lifts them in the end, a woman and a man,
To Paradise and the certainty of God.
It's lovely to believe—lovely, anyway, to hear.
The chaos is...