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Matthew Rohrer (born 1970) is an American poet.
Born in Ann Arbor, Michigan, Rohrer was raised in Oklahoma. He earned a B.A. from the University of Michigan (where he won a Hopwood Award for poetry) and a Master of Fine Arts degree in poetry from the University of Iowa.
His first book of poetry, A Hummock in the Malookas (1995), was selected by Mary Oliver for the 1994 National Poetry Series. In 2005, his collection A Green Light was shortlisted for the International Griffin Poetry Prize. James Tate said of A Green Light, "There are poems in A Green Light that can break your heart with their unexpected twists and turns. You think you know where you are and then you... more »
Matthew Rohrer Poems
Strangers came into the apartment
walked right to the bookshelf
to spill beer on your book.... more »
is an imaginary flower that never fades.
The amaranth is blue with black petals,
it's yellow with red petals,
it's enormous and grows into the shape... more »
They learned to turn off the gravity in an auditorium
and we all rose into the air,
the same room where they demonstrated... more »
In the middle garden is the secret wedding,
that hides always under the other one
and under the shiny things of the other one. Under a tree... more »
I believe there is something else
entirely going on but no single... more »
There is absolutely nothing lonelier
than the little Mars rover
never shutting down, digging up... more »
I'm writing upside down with the space pen,
listening to the rain.
My wife is writing about the Black Death... more »
Childhood Stories
They learned to turn off the gravity in an auditorium
and we all rose into the air,
the same room where they demonstrated
pow-wows and prestidigitation.
But not everyone believed it.
That was the most important lesson
I learned—that a truck driven by a dog
could roll down a hill at dusk
and roll right off a dock into a lake
and sink, and if no one believes you
then what is the point
of telling them wonderful things?
I walked home from the pow-wow
on an early winter night in amazement:
they let me buy the toy tomahawk!
As soon as I got home...
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