Writers' Corner

James Hoch

2007 Poetry

Author's Statement

What a pleasure to have been selected a recipient of this award and what an honor to have been selected by such a wide-ranging and talented panel. In the day to day of writing poems, one receives little recognition. That is to say, in our small world, the pleasure is in the doing, not really in the applause of what is done. For me, poetry is a private way of staving off a desertification of the soul, what's left of it anyhow. It is a watering place, as Frost put it, and to be able to go often enough to restore and feel restored is a gift.

The NEA award had come at a time when I was working on the final version of my new book, Miscreants, published by W.W. Norton.  The award was a moment when I could pull my head out of the claustrophobic darkness of that book and breathe a little easier.

In the coming months, I hope to spend time working on new poems that center around the myth of Persephone and the development of New York City's water system. I imagine that this project will require much study and devotion. Hopefully, this award will grant me the necessary time.

"Late Autumn Wasp"

One must admire the desperate way
          it flings
itself through air amid winter's slow
          paralysis,

and clings to shriveled fruit, dropped
          Coke bottle,
any sugary residue, any unctuous
          carcass, 

and slug-drunk grows stiff, its joints
          unswiveled,
wings stale and oar-still, like a heart;
          yes, almost

too easily like a heart the way, cudgeled, 
          it lies
waiting for shift of season, light, a thing
          to drink down,

gnaw on, or, failing that, leaves half of
          itself torn
willingly, ever-quivering, in some
          larger figure.