Awards supported in part by the Somerville Arts Council, a local agency supported by the Massachusetts Cultural Council, a state agency.

I've been awarded a
2018 Literature Fellowship
from the Somerville Arts Council. Come to the “Conversation on Memoir,” in April, the community benefit for this award. See below.


  • Sunday, March 24
    I join contemporary chamber music ensemble Row Twelve to read my poems for a house concert in Acton, MA.

  • Thursday, April 11, 7- 8:30 pm
    “A Conversation on Memoir Writing,” with Richard Hoffman, Mary Bonina, we will discuss how to anchor the unspeakable in effective writing. Cervena Barva Press, Somerville Armory, 191 Highland Ave., Somerville, MA. This is the community benefit program for my Literature Fellowship from the Somerville Arts Council. Click here.

  • Saturday, April 13, 10 am-4 pm Slate Roof Press is at the 2019 Juniper Literary Festival. Around 10 am I will read with SRP poets Kate Stearns and Richard Wollman that morning. South College building, 150 Hicks Way, University of Massachusetts, Amherst.

  • Thursday, April 25, 7 pm
    With Kevin Gallagher and Martha Collins, editors of Ceremonial Entries, the collected poems of Joseph DeRoche (1938-2013) for a book launch at Porter Square Books. To celebrate we will read Joe’s work and discuss his impact. Porter Square Books, Porter Square, 25 White St. Cambridge, MA.

  • I’ve added some more garden writing, beginning with a short garden humor piece. Click here.

Slate Roof Press poets have a full roster of readings. For more information, click here.


Remembering My Mother's Face

My Father Waves

The Salmon Go All the Way to Death




Individual 1

The bald man waves his arms, chanting
sacred curses he makes up himself,
while the chorus of his hair attempts Mahler
—thick and thin in surprising spots that fascinate—
here misdirecting the truth of what needs saying.
Red tie, red Christmas trees, red pockets laden,
but at a particularly vigorous gesture, the heavy gold belt
his girth requires falls away to reveal the old script,
once tucked out of sight, that gives cues and bells
to deputize ignorantly brutal devils. We’ve seen it before.
He isn’t embarrassed, so I am embarrassed for him.
One wing sprouts from his side, but aerodynamics
(he was too impatient to learn) state he cannot lift off.
His whirligig shouts and satellite dishes focus and
refract back his own words, his own spectacular
crucifixion impending. Again the curses, but they
are smoke and mirrors, his art the broken embers that
burn the palace down around him.

From Visual Verse, Vol. 06, Chapter 02
This poem appeared in Visual Verse: An Anthology of Art and Words, Vol. 06, Chapter 02. This ekphrastic journal sends out an image on the first of the month. “One image, one hour, 50-500 words. The picture is the starting point, the text is up to you.” December’s image, by Dong Chensheng, of a figure in red allowed me to channel some of my obsession with the terrible bombast directed at our democracy.

Click here for the archive.
I’ve changed the title to post here; formerly “It Could Also Be Laughter.” The wild gestures of the image and words I could not understand brought to mind for me….

From the Other Room

by Anna M. Warrock

"A remarkable coolness pervades the poems, in content and sensitive attention to form....these poems are mature and gorgeous." - Danielle Legros Georges

Order from Slate Roof Press here.

Price: $17.00
Letterpress Cover
Handsewn Binding
ISBN: 978-1-63587-418

The effect is quietly shattering. These poems may or may not console the poet. They will console the rest of us, who have been there, and who owe Anna M. Warrock our deepest gratitude.
- Martín Espada, author of Vivas to Those Who Have Failed

Read more about the book here.