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Tony Hoagland
Born
in Fort Bragg, North Carolina, The United States
November 19, 1953
Died
October 23, 2018
Genre
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What Narcissism Means to Me
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published
2003
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9 editions
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Donkey Gospel
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published
1998
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3 editions
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Unincorporated Persons in the Late Honda Dynasty
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published
2010
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6 editions
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Real Sofistikashun: Essays on Poetry and Craft
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published
2006
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2 editions
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Sweet Ruin
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published
1992
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4 editions
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Application for Release from the Dream: Poems
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published
2015
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5 editions
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Priest Turned Therapist Treats Fear of God: Poems
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published
2018
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6 editions
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Turn Up the Ocean: Poems
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The Art of Voice: Poetic Principles and Practice
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published
2019
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4 editions
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Twenty Poems That Could Save America and Other Essays
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published
2014
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4 editions
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“What I thought was an end
turned out to be a middle.
What I thought was a brick wall
turned out to be a tunnel.
What I thought was an injustice
turned out to be a color of the sky.”
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turned out to be a middle.
What I thought was a brick wall
turned out to be a tunnel.
What I thought was an injustice
turned out to be a color of the sky.”
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“Often we ask ourselves
to make absolute sense
out of what just happens,
and in this way, what we are practicing
is suffering,
which everybody practices,
but strangely few of us
grow graceful in.”
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to make absolute sense
out of what just happens,
and in this way, what we are practicing
is suffering,
which everybody practices,
but strangely few of us
grow graceful in.”
―
“Outside the youth center, between the liquor store
and the police station,
a little dogwood tree is losing its mind;
overflowing with blossomfoam,
like a sudsy mug of beer;
like a bride ripping off her clothes,
dropping snow white petals to the ground in clouds,
so Nature’s wastefulness seems quietly obscene.
It’s been doing that all week:
making beauty,
and throwing it away,
and making more.”
― What Narcissism Means to Me
and the police station,
a little dogwood tree is losing its mind;
overflowing with blossomfoam,
like a sudsy mug of beer;
like a bride ripping off her clothes,
dropping snow white petals to the ground in clouds,
so Nature’s wastefulness seems quietly obscene.
It’s been doing that all week:
making beauty,
and throwing it away,
and making more.”
― What Narcissism Means to Me
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