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Anselm Berrigan was born in 1972 in Chicago, Illinois. He received a BA from SUNY Buffalo and an MFA from Brooklyn College. He is the son of poets Alice Notley and the late Ted Berrigan.

He is the author of several books of poetry, including Something for Everybody (Wave Books, 2018), Come in Alone (Wave Books, 2016), Notes from Irrelevance (Wave Books, 2011), Free Cell (City Lights Books, 2009), and Integrity and Dramatic Life (Edge, 1999). With Alice Notley and his brother Edmund Berrigan, he coedited The Collected Poems of Ted Berrigan (University of California, 2005) and the Selected Poems of Ted Berrigan (University of California, 2011).

Berrigan was a New York State Foundation for the Arts Fellow in poetry in 2007 and has received threegrants from the Fund for Poetry. From 2003 to 2007, he served as artistic director of The Poetry Project at St. Mark’s Church. He is cochair of writing at the Milton Avery Graduate School of the Arts and also teaches writing at Pratt Institute and Brooklyn College. He lives in New York City.


Bibliography

Something for Everybody (Wave Books, 2018)
Come in Alone (Wave Books, 2016)
Notes from Irrelevance (Wave Books, 2011)
Free Cell (City Lights Books, 2009)
Some Notes on My Programming (Edge, 2006)
Zero Star Hotel (Edge, 2002)
Integrity and Dramatic Life (Edge, 1999)

Poem

Mocking model on table helps

Hate my exploding (again) pen

She insists upon ignoring from

Her cover the iffy chromatics

Of the Curie hospital's petit

Waiting room, little squares

Of color posting up hyper-bored

On passing surfaces, they surface

To pass me, I like to tell myself

Waiting for Mom to finish up

Some surgery, why the locked

Closet given one narrow door

Of dour burgundy & one drab

Pink companion of Hardyish

Width? A standoff of chairs ignores

The question, I'm a know-nothing

Volunteer, unable to receive the

Latest round of passwords: type

Havok101 to access Curie wifi

Ohwystan to retract claws, winspear-

Ranch to retrieve half chicken in

Future dressing from timewich

Likes resisting clouds by naming

The fantasy of café life its own

Stumbling paperwork a floating head

Thing thinks on way out to exercise

A fear of ordering, "it" now as always

A demonstration against competence

From Something for Everybody. Copyright © 2018 by Anselm Berrigan. Used with the permission of Wave Books.

From Something for Everybody. Copyright © 2018 by Anselm Berrigan. Used with the permission of Wave Books.

Anselm Berrigan

Anselm Berrigan

Anselm Berrigan is the author of five books of poetry, including Notes from Irrelevance (Wave Books, 2011).

by this poet

poem
Things surrounding things
fill my Wicked Tuna grid
 
heart with a swishy austerity-like
intention. I cut my post-fleshy
 
forearms & bleed a serious parallel
echo chamber reading everything
 
to approve of nothing. I massage  
my anterior cruciate ligaments
 
to celebrate a hard won royal flush.
This mind is
poem

drawn frogs appear to serve the exoskeletal goddess
in full mollusk shrug, shelves built for dated wreck
registers, cranial outbursts finely detailed, opening
at the outline of a spotlit ribcage, lists of thefts enter
micro-entry zones, respectability a possessive monster
needleteeth palms

2
poem

At the Smith and Jones
Factory I get my
Gear, don't smoke
Don't vote, dry off
With Madonna towel
It's a field night
For the roachies
Smoked too many
Crumbs, too much
Genre manipulation

looks like nothing