Bruce Bond is both a poet and a musician, and co-editor of American Literary Review.
These five poems, excerpted below, appear in The Missouri Review 37:3 (2014). They deal in part with uncertainties that have evolved as our understanding of the natural force of our vital spirit is leached away by cognitive constructs dissociated from the physical world.
the fields that are the many heavens / of none now who hears a name among them (from “The Saved”)
You who stare / down to read the stones, die a little, / feel the daylight gather (from “Ascension”)
Beneath each touch a little shadow. Some days / distance is kindness. And then, it’s only distance (from “Touch”)
What I love to hate about the dead, / you cannot kill them (from “The Fabulist)
What I would preserve, I sacrifice / to want and habit (from “Glass”)
Bond, author of twelve books, teaches at the University of North Texas, at Denton, some 40 miles northwest of Dallas. The University has some 36,000 students, fourth largest in Texas, and is one of the largest public universities in the United States. Founded in 1890, its trustees ceded control to the state in 1899, and its budget now approaches one billion dollars. It awards some 9,000 degrees annually, a quarter of these at the graduate level. Denton itself, although primarily a college town, is also known for its musical activities.
In Canada, Bond has taught at Waterloo’s Wilfrid Laurier University.
Bond can be heard reading some of his poems in this video, at an anthology release in 2012: