Daniel Nester Poems
- Suspicious Minds Lately I've sat here afternoons just ...
- Deaf Rush Limbaugh's Macaronic... Soon I'll hear your ...
- There's Got To Be A Morning Af... I heard it once, ...
- Late Anniversary Madrigal May you find help from action ...
- Notes On An Unadorned Night after Rene Char Let's agree ...
Daniel Murlin Nester known as Daniel Nester, is a writer, editor, and poet.
Daniel Nester was raised in Maple Shade Township, New Jersey. His father, Michael Nester, is a truck driver and member of the Teamsters labor union from Tucson, Arizona. His mother, Patricia Little, is a secretary from Maple Shade, New Jersey.
He attended Camden Catholic High School in Cherry Hill, New Jersey, and entered Rutgers University's Camden Campus, or Rutgers-Camden. He is currently am Assistant Professor of English at The College of Saint Rose, in Albany, New York, where he also curates the popular Frequency North reading ... more »
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Lately I've sat here afternoons
just listening to the
gluttonous newsmen argue
about fathers who kill
their wives and kids
then spirit off to Mexico.
My life's knee-deep
in fathers, embedded
in my own shaky tenor,
and though mine's as good as dead
my life still wakes up and pees.
My world's still on fire.
If I could be anywhere else
in the world, if I could be anything
but ham-handed today, I could cheer on
the vacationing comedian
who finds one this morning
hidden in a hut.
I could be vindicated.
What I mean is ...