The Deer in the Barns
In autumn, the men hang deer Upside down from the barn rafters. Run their knives the...
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Peter Bethanis
Peter Bethanis's poems, essays, and stories have appeared in Poetry, Tar River Poetry, Haight Ashbury Literary Journal, River Review, Country Journal, and the Indianapolis Star among others. In 1995 he was selected by James Dickey as winner of the Eve of St. Agnes Poetry Prize. His poems "American Future" and "Li Hua's Messenger" have been selected as featured poems on Poetry Magazine's website. He has been a finalist in the New Issues Poetry Prize and the National Poetry Series. His poems have been anthologized in several collections including The Hecht Poetry Anthology and the Mellon Poetry Anthology. He is the author of two books, Dada and Surrealism for Beginners from Random House and American Future, a collection of poems, from Entasis Press. He has taught at several universities and is currently a professor in the writing program at Ball State where he has taught for fifteen years.
Peter Bethanis's poems, essays, and stories have appeared in Poetry, Tar River Poetry, Haight Ashbury Literary Journal, River Review, Country Journal, and the Indianapolis Star among others. In 1995 he was selected by James Dickey as winner of the Eve of St. Agnes Poetry Prize. His poems "American Future" and "Li Hua's Messenger" have been selected as featured poems on Poetry Magazine's website. He has been a finalist in the New Issues Poetry Prize and the National Poetry Series. His poems have been anthologized in several collections including The Hecht Poetry Anthology and the Mellon Poetry Anthology. He is the author of two books, Dada and Surrealism for Beginners from Random House and American Future, a collection of poems, from Entasis Press. He has taught at several universities and is currently a professor in the writing program at Ball State where he has taught for fifteen years.
Posts by Peter Bethanis
Poem of Natural Selection
This poem has risen up from a modern world Of ugly...
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Ode to a Scar
Oh long flattened eel Down my belly, Before you I was nothing. You are the one glistening art. You...
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When the Locomotives Go Extinct
When the moons of their foreheads Go dark, when their chugging wheels Hiss to a...
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