Moss Herbert has a rather unusual background for an American poet in a period whose norm is to find poets teaching on university campuses. He has worked as a newspaper and news service journalist on both Coasts. He has written his poetry while holding successive sports and TV editorships, writing a column in each domain.
His poems have been anthologized; so, too, have his sports pieces. His travels have been worldwide. He has been as much at home at ringside for a heavyweight championship as in a studio for a movie preview.
He knows the era experientially, intellectually and, above all, critically. His grasp of the media and its formation/deformation of the modern mind was witnessed from within the often primitive colossus. Informed about the past, he is dubious of the future and challenges it.
We are enclosed in a culture that more and more equips itself to turn people outward, make them increasingly shallow. They can be mentally acute, but their inward life is rudimentary. This threat afflicts us all.
Herbert’s poems express the intensive struggle for a “rediscovery by discovery out of carrion… as unique as it is familiar.”
Moss Herbert was born in 1914 and died in 1991.
|Publication Date:||15th January 2019|
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