Tony Hoagland

(1953 - / North Carolina / United States)

Tony Hoagland Poems

1. SUMMER IN A SMALL TOWN 7/31/2018
2. AT THE GALLERIA SHOPPING MALL 7/31/2018
3. BARTON SPRINGS 7/31/2018
4. BIG GRAB 7/31/2018
5. MUCHNESS 7/31/2018
6. THERE IS NO WORD 7/31/2018
7. Windchime 8/1/2018
8. Arrows 8/1/2018
9. Beauty 8/1/2018
10. Bible Study 8/1/2018
11. From This Height 8/1/2018
12. How It Adds Up 8/1/2018
13. Memory As a Hearing Aid 8/1/2018
14. Requests for Toy Piano 8/1/2018
15. Wasteful Gesture Only Not 8/1/2018
16. Reading Moby-Dick at 30,000 Feet 8/1/2018
17. Coming and Going 8/1/2018
18. Quiet 8/1/2018
19. In Praise of Their Divorce 8/1/2018
20. The Change 8/1/2018
21. Lucky 8/1/2018
22. When Dean Young Talks About Wine 9/7/2015
23. Please Don't 10/21/2015
24. Special Problems in Vocabulary 10/21/2015
25. Disappointment 4/14/2016
26. DON'T TELL ANYONE 7/31/2018
27. PERSONAL 7/31/2018
28. Note to Reality 6/13/2016
29. Reasons to Survive November 6/25/2015
30. A Color of the Sky 4/28/2015
31. I Have News For You 2/19/2015
32. America 1/17/2015
33. The Change 1/20/2015
34. Jet 1/20/2003
35. Grammar 1/13/2003
36. Lucky 1/20/2003

Comments about Tony Hoagland

  • Everson McDaniels (5/1/2018 8:51:00 PM)

    Sorry, but this poetry is not poetry! It's just a bunch of thoughts spilled onto paper.

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  • Kamiel Chè Kamiel Chè (2/25/2018 4:57:00 AM)

    Very impressive modern poet

  • Susan Bryant (1/14/2018 5:10:00 PM)

    I discovered Tony Hoagland on the pages of The New Yorker and have fallen in love with his poetry. He's bracing—and wonderful!

  • Evelyn Friedman (7/5/2009 7:45:00 AM)

    This guy is really DOPE

  • William Goldsmith (8/6/2007 1:53:00 PM)

    Enjoyed 'Jet'. Mr. Hoagland, did you serve in the USAF?

Best Poem of Tony Hoagland

Lucky

If you are lucky in this life,
you will get to help your enemy
the way I got to help my mother
when she was weakened past the point of saying no.

Into the big enamel tub
half-filled with water
which I had made just right,
I lowered the childish skeleton
she had become.

Her eyelids fluttered as I soaped and rinsed
her belly and her chest,
the sorry ruin of her flanks
and the frayed gray cloud
between her legs.

Some nights, sitting by her bed
book open in my lap
while I listened to the air
move thickly in and out of her ...

Read the full of Lucky

Lucky

If you are lucky in this life,
you will get to help your enemy
the way I got to help my mother
when she was weakened past the point of saying no.

Into the big enamel tub
half-filled with water
which I had made just right,
I lowered the childish skeleton

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