Robert Bove

I and my three siblings were born to hard-working, loving parents in Bergen County, New Jersey. Post-WWII years. Between now and then I went to the University of Virginia, dropped out to work as a carpenter's apprentice in the NY Stagehands Union Local 1, returned to finish my degree and did a bit of this and that on the Florida Gulf Coast. I've done some restoration work on a Jefferson-designed villa in Albemarle County, Va., worked a West Virginia cattle farm as caretaker of 60 bovines, three horses, chickens too stupid to count, and a devoted German shepherd who, to be honest, was my caretaker. I directed radio news at a station in same locale, done PR for a university in DC and, also in DC, learned much about writing as craft as an associate editor of a professional magazine.

Learned some about poetry writing later: Ginsberg and Asekoff and Larkin at the Brooklyn College MFA writing program.

Learned something about poetry before that: Pound, Dr. Williams, TSE, and the Black Mountain College's Dorn, Dawson, Olson, Creeley, Williams, the latter via my good friend collage artist Terry Burns, a Black Mountain product himself.

Learned more than a little about Dante, his poetics, philosophy, politics and theology from Jim Tetreault over three semesters at the New School for whatever they are for these days.

It goes on and on, this peripatetic life--until my returning to the New York metro area, where I live now, Brooklyn Heights, with my sugar magnolia, Gae, my wife these last 24 years. She taught me to appreciate birds, black lab retrievers, and the wonders of Brooklyn's Botanic Gardens and Green-Wood.

I do some teaching at local higher ed. shops, some office work for small business, and mainly enjoy birding anywhere--hear and see a migrating scarlet tanager just once and you will be hooked gladly--gardening here in Brooklyn, swimming the Atlantic off windy Folly Is., SC, and traveling in Kentucky, Georgia, Scotland, &cetera.

I have found no finer companions for road trips than Cash, Crowell, Emmylou, Knopfler, and the Dead (circa '72).

Books:

The UFOs of October

BROWNSTONEBLUESTONE

Pandemic Poetry Reader

http://www.robertcharlesbove.com