Gerald Stern Poems
- Apocalypse Of all sixty of us I am the only one who went to...
- The Dancing In all these rotten shops, in all this broken ...
- Swan Song A bunch of old snakeheads down by the ...
- Waving Goodbye I wanted to know what it was like before ...
- The Dog What I was doing with my white teeth exposed like ...
- Another Insane Devotion This was gruesome—fighting over a ham...
- Day Of Grief I was forcing a wasp to the top of a ...
Gerald Stern (born February 22, 1925) is an American poet.
Born in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. to Harry and Ida Barach Stern (Polish and Ukrainian immigrants), he was educated in the Pittsburgh Public Schools. Stern studied at the University of Pittsburgh (B.A., 1947) and Columbia University (M.A., in 1949). After receiving his undergraduate degree in English, Stern also served the United States Army Air Corps.
He did post-graduate study at the University of Paris in 1949-50 and spent his twenties living in and traveling between New York City and Europe. At that time he starts to write and publish poetry.
His work became widely recognized after the 1977 ... more »
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Comments about Gerald Stern
Of all sixty of us I am the only one who went
to the four corners though I don't say it
out of pride but more like a type of regret,
and I did it because there was no one I truly believed
in though once when I climbed the hill in Skye
and arrived at the rough tables I saw the only other
elder who was a vegetarian--in Scotland--
and visited Orwell and rode a small motorcycle
to get from place to place; and I immediately
stopped eating fish and meat and lived on soups;
and we wrote each other in the middle and late fifties
though one day I got a letter from his...