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Steve Kowit teaches poetry workshops in San Diego and is the author of a guidebook for poets titled In the Palm of Your Hand: The Poet’s Portable Workshop. His latest collection of poems is The First Noble Truth.
It was late, & Mary, I thought, was already asleep when I figured to / make another stab at cleaning that insufferably cluttered desk / where I write my poems before turning in for the night.
May 2012— from “A Prayer” | If it weren’t for Mary, who knows all too well my oblivious nature, / I’d never have noticed those tiny, crepuscular creatures / floating around in the dogs’ water bowls.
March 2011Because our sons adore their plastic missile launchers, / cybertronic space bazookas, neutron death-ray guns, / a decade down the pike it won’t prove difficult / to trick them out in combat boots / & camouflage fatigues
— from “Memorial Day”
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