r james sterzinger
Biography of r james sterzinger
English major dropout. Writing off and on for 30yrs. bibliophile. Earliest influence was Robert Frost and Carl Sandburg. Eventually wandered into Beat and Li Po- Han Shan territory. Now I am back to Robert Frost and poets like Robert Lowell and Frederick Seidel, and Bill Holm, and Jim Harrison. as well as the poetry of Reynolds Price, who is my favorite writer, though my style is more Bukowski rather than anyone else. I also am a great lover of Ezra Pounds's work as well as Pasternak and other Russian poets. Also I think that Jane Kenyon is one of the greatest poets ever. Write now I am doing readings as well as looking to publish a chap book. the 'M' and 'SP' to whom many of my poems are dedicated takes on the roles of muse and friend. Favorite poems: Quaker Graveyard in Nantucket, Having it out with Melancholy, Take Something Like a Star. the Cantos, and Ash Wednesday and all of Joseph Brodsky's Christmas poems.
r james sterzinger's Works:
r james sterzinger Poems
I Wanna Touch God
i wanna touch god where he lives if it's silence
Andrew Wyeth, Painter, Dies At 91. For ...
It is Twenty-two below zero Has been for two days.
If Happy Little Bluebirds Fly (For J And...
I. When did my thirst for anything Beautiful, collapse Turn dry and cynical?
Just Before Jerusalem
I have a bitterness that runs Deep. when Jesus cursed The fig tree, it Gave nothing sweet.
Hospice (For Robert Lowell)
I worked in this hospice once and when we took
it was decided that we should discuss my border-line personality
Dear Robert For Diana
dear robert, you are so very right, the woods are lovely
Dark Corners...For Audre Lorde
Through the brightness of black bows Through the avenues of bright flowers Through alleys of garbage day trash cans I walked my dog through the late night.
Losing Faith In The Muse
what will i do when i find out later on that the poetry that keeps me holding on
For 's P'... Because She Asked
1. she asked you for a happy poem
I'D Like To Fall In Love....For You
I'd Like to Fall in Love One More Time I'd like to fall In love, one more time.
The Marrow Of Morning (For Haven)
Everything for granted taken never considering a sparrows fall. in a world too busy too fast for consideration we've lost
Blue-Eyed Boy Mr. Death For E.E. Cumming...
There are days when I like my blue-eyed boy
At The Edge Of The Woods
This dark night is A night for brooding And I will brood As I look at the clouds
Grit And Spittle
in the center of my father's farm or the remnants of had been a farm. before inflation and change had made it impossible
to make a living, on forty acres I sat. to the east to the creek, the springs, the north the remains of a woods, the west, the end and edges of town.the steeple of St. Mary's pointing straight up from the middle. there in the center of the field I sat on the foundation and floor of an old shed, with the horse drawn rake and plow.
in between the fields of buttercups and