Personal
Born 1923 in Paterson, New Jersey
Married with 3 children, 4 grandchildren.
Education
Attended New York University (BA English, LLB Law).
Service
Pilot, 1st Lieutenant.
Occupation
From 1950 to 1975 engaged in the practice of private law. From 1975 to 1980 engaged as an Assistant District Attorney for Suffolk County as its first Environmental Prosecutor. From 1980 to date retired to
write full time.
Bibliography
Magazines
Partisan Review, Poetry, The Nation, North American Review, Beloit, Colorado Review, Denver Quarterly, Southern Humanities Review, Osiris, The Small Pond Magazine and The New Yorker among others.
Books
The Elizabeth Press:
I Counted Only April (1964)
Twenty Years of Hands (1966)
Which Hand Holds the Brother (1969)
Hands You Are Secretly Wearing (1972)
Both Hands Screaming (1975)
The Club Fits Either Hand (1979)
Linwood Publishers:
The Snowcat Poems - To The Photographs of
Robert Frank (1984)
Shearsman Books:
Mr. Lucky (1984)
Shearsman 19 (1994)
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American |
| Cover Price |
$30.00 |
| No. of Pages |
593 |
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This handsome landmark edition of Simon Perchik's poems from 1949 to 1999 also includes a complete bibliography. Let others jockey for position. Perchik's poems are obdurant and honest and will reach those that need them most -- James Tate. He makes dense and sometimes brutal poems with all the implicit tenderness of a full man -- Paul Blackburn. Simon Perchik is widely and regularly published in many periodicals including The New Yorker, The Nation, Partisan Review, Massachusetts Review, and Southern Poetry Review. This is his seventeenth collection of poetry. 566pp.
From Publishers Weekly
With only one of Simon Perchik's 16 previous small-press releases in print, Hands Collected: The Books of Simon Perchik gives the work of Patterson, New Jersey's latter-day poetic son a more permanent form. Readers will find his signature use of the colon (" only the moon :hope/ carved into each gravestone") much in evidence in poems from I Counted Only April (1964) to These Hands Filled with Numbness (1996) and through to new work, "again a brush sealing this boat/ as wings covered with sun/ sweeter than milk and lush sugar oil."
