Mark Doty

(10 August 1953 / Maryville, Tennessee)

Mark Doty Poems

1. Couture 11/27/2014
2. Verge 11/20/2014
3. Brian Age Seven 9/4/2011
4. Heaven For Stanley 12/8/2014
5. Dickeyville Grotto 1/3/2003
6. To Bessie Drennan 1/3/2003
7. Description 1/3/2003
8. Demolition 1/3/2003
9. Broadway 1/20/2003
10. Favrile 1/3/2003
11. Metro North 1/3/2003
12. A Green Crab's Shell 1/20/2003
13. At The Gym 1/20/2003
14. Turtle, Swan 1/3/2003
15. Long Point Light 1/3/2003
16. Atlantis 1/3/2003
17. A Display Of Mackerel 1/13/2003
18. The Ancient World 1/3/2003
19. The Embrace 1/3/2003

Comments about Mark Doty

  • Arlene (11/21/2018 1:39:00 PM)

    Years ago, I heard Doty read the most amazing poem about a porcelain cup and how it was repaired after breaking. I cannot find it anywhere! I'd love some help.

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  • James Horn, Poet (5/12/2018 5:57:00 PM)

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  • Claire Marrone (11/9/2015 12:03:00 PM)

    In Two Seconds, poem by Mark Doty published in Buffalo N.Y. Sunday morning newspaper.
    This comes to thank Mr. Doty for this most moving poem. He has said what needed to be said. Said it
    beautifully, profoundly. Taught us.

  • Jeanne Fiedler (11/6/2011 8:03:00 AM)

    I am looking forward to reading Mark Doty's new book, 'Paragon Park.' I also just bought Paul Lisecky's book, 'The Burning House.'
    These two, I feel, are remarkable talents.

Best Poem of Mark Doty

The Embrace

You weren't well or really ill yet either;
just a little tired, your handsomeness
tinged by grief or anticipation, which brought
to your face a thoughtful, deepening grace.

I didn't for a moment doubt you were dead.
I knew that to be true still, even in the dream.
You'd been out--at work maybe?--
having a good day, almost energetic.

We seemed to be moving from some old house
where we'd lived, boxes everywhere, things
in disarray: that was the story of my dream,
but even asleep I was shocked out of the narrative

by your face, the physical fact of ...

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Turtle, Swan

Because the road to our house
is a back road, meadowlands punctuated
by gravel quarry and lumberyard,
there are unexpected travelers
some nights on our way home from work.
Once, on the lawn of the Tool

and Die Company, a swan;
the word doesn't convey the shock

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