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Wendy Battin

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Wendy Battin (May 27, 1953 - December 21, 2015) was an American poet.

Life

Wendy Battin was born in Wilmington, Delaware and graduated from Cornell University and the University of Washington. She taught at MIT, Smith College, Syracuse University, Boston University, Connecticut College.

Her work has appeared in Field, Georgia Review, Gettysburg Review, Poetry, The Nation, Mississippi Review, Threepenny Review, and Yale Review.

She was the director of CAPA, the Contemporary American Poetry Archive.[1]

She taught yoga, and lived in Mystic, Connecticut.[2]

Awards

Works

Anthologies

  • Lorrie Goldensohn, ed. (2006). "Mondrian's Forest". American War Poetry. Columbia University Press. ISBN 978-0-231-13310-4.
  • John Matthias; William O'Rourke, eds. (January 15, 2009). Notre Dame Review: The First Ten Years. University of Notre Dame Press. ISBN 978-0-268-03512-9.
  • Sam Hamill; Sally Anderson, eds. (2003). Poets against the War. Thunder's Mouth Press. ISBN 978-1-56025-539-0.
  • W. Scott Olsen; Scott Cairns, eds. (September 1996). The Sacred Place: Witnessing the Holy in the Physical World. University of Utah Press. ISBN 978-0-87480-523-9.

Reviews

...she fills her book with the intensity of a religious quest. Little Apocalypse is full of daring, thick with irony, paradox, and vision; it looks for the big questions and the big answers in small things.[3]

Here in the flesh, in the instruments too, is the other side of Yeats’s polarity, the dialogue with the self. The poet’s role here is twofold: to let the world move her; then to “spark, filter, make geometry.”[4]

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