Bruce Bond is the author of twenty-seven books including, most recently, Black Anthem (Tampa Review Prize, U of Tampa, 2016), Gold Bee (Helen C. Smith Award, Crab Orchard Award, Southern Illinois University Press, 2016), Sacrum (Four Way Books, 2017), Blackout Starlight: New and Selected Poems 1997-2015 (E. Phillabaum Award, LSU), Rise and Fall of the Lesser Sun Gods (Elixir Book Prize, Elixir Press, 2018), Frankenstein's Children (Lost Horse Press, 2018), Dear Reader (Parlor Press, 2018), Plurality and the Poetics of Self (Palgrave, 2019), Words Written Against the Walls of the City (LSU, 2019), and The Calling (Parlor Press, copyright date 2021). His work has appeared in numerous journals and anthologies, including seven editions of Best American Poetry. Five books are forthcoming including Behemoth (winner of the New Criterion Poetry Prize, Criterion Books) and Patmos (winner of the Juniper Prize, University of Massachusetts Press). Presently he is a Regents Professor of English, Emeritus at the University of North Texas.

Other poems by Bruce Bond in Verse Daily:
July 30, 2020:   "[The passports of the tombstones]" "The passports of the tombstones..."
June 1, 2020:   "Book of Dolls 2" "So tell me about your childhood..."
January 20, 2020:   "Lumen" "The dry cleaner's dumpster, the luminol, the glove..."
December 16, 2019:   "Yah" "You can hear the tremor of the ouds of ancient Morocco..."
May 30, 2017:   "Ventriloquist" "It started with a doll, a woman..."
December 24, 2015:   "Circle" "So when I arrived in hell, the sign said..."
October 27 2015:   "Trinity" "Small things have a different logic to them...."
November 17, 2015:   "Smetana" "When an ear creates its own private pitch..."
August 28, 2014:   "The Abyssal Plain" "Here beneath the last revenant of light..."
December 5, 2013:   "Shame" "When a boy passes out drunk at a party..."
May 16, 2013:   "Words Against the Walls of the City" "Night loves a ladder...."
March 21, 2013:   "What the Given Says to the Made" "How odd the ordinary birds that praise..."
March 16, 2012:   "Homage to the Left Hand" "Not the south paw of the left..."
September 1, 2011:   "Arrows" "Every thrill in us creates unease..."
September 9, 2010:   "Empire of Light" "It's the lantern that we look to most..."
April 17, 2009:   "Sand" "So many grains, so many little tombs..."
July 24, 2008:   "Tuning Fork" "Lynchpin of the singing wheel..."
June 26, 2008:   "Scar" "What is it you forget in your vigil..."
May 8, 2008:   "Will" "To the locusts that blur the lyres of their shells..."
April 16, 2008:   "Elegy for Tim Buckley" "Scat singing for the sleep deprived..."
July 8, 2007:   "Confessions of a Music Box" " No larger than a bird coffin..."
August 25, 2006:   "Black Iris" " Dear guitar, my Cyclops, my raft..."
August 14, 2006:   "Planetarium" " As the mobile of planets wheeled over my crib..."
April 18, 2004:  "The Ghost of Weather" "My father takes smaller steps..."
March 30, 2004:  "Rehearsals for the New Order" "The courthouse is empty now ablaze..."
October 12, 2002:  "The Chimneys" "After the fire the monoliths of brick..."
July 23, 2002:  "Mercy" "Dear happiness, forgive me..."

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Other poems on the web by Bruce Bond:
Four poems
Two poems
"Poison"
"The Lost Language 20"
Five poems
Five poems
Two poems
"Hunger"
"Mandolin"
Five poems
Four poems
"Elegy for the Last Man to Walk the Moon"
Two poems
Three poems
"In Memory of Jack Myers"
"Third Eye"
"The Birds of New Haven"
"Geppetto in Hell"
"Metaphysics of the Literal Heart"
"Water Burial"
Six poems
"Heaven's Gate"
"The Dead Zoo"
"The Tadpoles"
"The Tree of Forgetting"
Two poems
"Night Arrival"
"Shutter"
Five poems
"Pill"
"My Mother's Closet"
"Echolalia"
Two poems
"A Little History of Waves"
"Cruor Dei"
"The Invention of Song"
"Ringtone"
"Choir"
"Elegy"
"Thelonious Sphere Monk"
"Cruor Dei"
"The Invention of Song"

Bruce Bond According to Wikipedia.

About Scar:

"Bruce Bond's Scar is full of scars, yes, on wrists and brows and arms, but full, too, of questions, each punctuated with a period rather than a question mark. 'Who are we deceiving.' 'Is the knife still there.' 'How many fingers. What's your name.' 'Is it the same with you.' 'Why is it gods always talk in echoes, / if at all, their words buried in words.' Bond's book echoes, too. With the words of the gods buried in its words, how could it not."
—H. L. Hix

"Bruce Bond's exquisite new collection, Scar, opens in a Terezin haze, set after the slice of war, where the instruments of the dead seem to signal a traceable echo back to old traumas. Dantean, a book of dark woods, Scar studies how we cast our inner wound onto outer worlds, where 'every home is the one I lost to fire,' and it follows the echo to its source, to Hell and the long climb upward through the canal of the ear, as it were, in this collection that leaps with such deftness between memory and myth. The title poem, a meditation on scars and scarring, sustains breathtaking attention on the war-destroyed uncle, and the cutter, and the self being born 'through a tear/in the fabric' of the world. These unrhymed sonnets, as if one whole note struck repeatedly from beginning to finish, are technically superb, but the genius of Scar is its faithful translation of an ache. I know no other poet writing today whose capacity of perception is so sensitive to the harmonies of language and truth, sphere music composed by the difficult, nearly impossible, work of listening closely and hearing what is real."
—David Keplinger