Richard Hugo (1923 - 1982 / Washington / United States)
Richard Hugo (December 21, 1923 - October 22, 1982), born Richard Hogan, was an American poet. Primarily a regionalist, Hugo's work reflects the economic depression of the Northwest, particularly Montana. Born in White Center, Washington, he was raised by his mother's parents after his father left the family. In 1942 he legally changed his name to Richard Hugo, taking his stepfather's surname. He served in World War II as a bombardier in the Mediterranean. He left the service in 1945 after flying 35 combat missions and reaching the rank of first lieutenant.
Hugo received his B.A. in 1948 and his M.A. in 1952 in Creative Writing from the University of Washington where he studied ... more »
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- Death Of The Kapowsin Tavern
- Degrees Of Gray In Philipsburg
- Farmer, Dying
- The Church On Comiaken Hill
- Underwater Autumn
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''Isn't this your life? That ancient kissRichard Hugo (1923-1982), U.S. poet. Degrees of Gray in Philipsburg (l. 23-26). . . Making Certain It Goes On; the Collected Poems of Richard Hugo...
still burning out your eyes? Isn't this defeat
so accurate, the church bell simply seems
a pure announcement: ring and no one comes?''
''You might come here Sunday on a whim.Richard Hugo (1923-1982), U.S. poet. Degrees of Gray in Philipsburg (l. 1-3). . . Making Certain It Goes On; the Collected Poems of Richard Hugo. ...
Say your life broke down. The last good kiss
you had was years ago.''
''Off south, the bison multiply so fastRichard Hugo (1923-1982), U.S. poet. The Lady in Kicking Horse Reservoir (l. 43-46). . . Making Certain It Goes On; the Collected Poems of Richard...
a slaughter's mandatory every spring
and every spring the creeks get fat
and Kicking Horse fills up.''
''work until my heart is short,Richard Hugo (1923-1982), U.S. poet. The Way a Ghost Dissolves (l. 25-28). . . Making Certain It Goes On; the Collected Poems of Richard Hugo. (19...
then go out slowly with a feeble grin,
my fingers flexing but my eyes gone gray
from cramps and the lack of oxygen.''