David Baker
@davidbakerpoet.bsky.social
Poet, reader, environmentalist, dad, hopeful doubter.
Happy Mother’s Day
May 11, 2025 at 1:49 PM
Happy Mother’s Day
Come on, spring, we can use your presence these days—the leaves, the flowers, returning birds. These crocus are the first to come up in my front yard, under a dogwood; the snowdrops are on the hillside a quarter mile away, the abandoned house of Minnie Hite Moody, local author, who died in 1993.
March 8, 2025 at 4:43 PM
Come on, spring, we can use your presence these days—the leaves, the flowers, returning birds. These crocus are the first to come up in my front yard, under a dogwood; the snowdrops are on the hillside a quarter mile away, the abandoned house of Minnie Hite Moody, local author, who died in 1993.
Just found out about this. Great gratitude!
February 25, 2025 at 1:39 PM
Just found out about this. Great gratitude!
Two seats left! Join us?
February 3, 2025 at 7:49 PM
Two seats left! Join us?
A thrill! Great thanks to Kevin and Hannah at the magazine.
February 1, 2025 at 5:41 PM
A thrill! Great thanks to Kevin and Hannah at the magazine.
My new one, "The Bay," in today's New Yorker online, and in the print edition later this week. A quiet small elegy. I hope its music touches you.
January 27, 2025 at 2:15 PM
My new one, "The Bay," in today's New Yorker online, and in the print edition later this week. A quiet small elegy. I hope its music touches you.
Went out to shovel but couldn’t. Covid. So took a few pics of some of my backyard neighbors. Tracks of deer, rabbit, bird, cat, dog, and deer-scuff.
January 4, 2025 at 6:33 PM
Went out to shovel but couldn’t. Covid. So took a few pics of some of my backyard neighbors. Tracks of deer, rabbit, bird, cat, dog, and deer-scuff.
Thank you, W. S. Merwin.
December 31, 2024 at 3:49 PM
Thank you, W. S. Merwin.
My little holiday card for you all.
December 22, 2024 at 3:33 PM
My little holiday card for you all.
“Why the erotic matters so much. Not as / pleasure but a way to get to something darker.”
This has haunted me all week.
This has haunted me all week.
December 20, 2024 at 8:47 PM
“Why the erotic matters so much. Not as / pleasure but a way to get to something darker.”
This has haunted me all week.
This has haunted me all week.
Overnight, ornaments on the trees…
December 16, 2024 at 3:13 PM
Overnight, ornaments on the trees…
Kiss the ground! Just returned the signed contract for new book of poems! “I Walked to the Water” from W.W Norton, early 2026! Thank you to Jill Bialosky. I’d love to do readings, interviews, etc. Just ask. Who wants to go out tonight and celebrate? I do!
December 13, 2024 at 9:24 PM
Kiss the ground! Just returned the signed contract for new book of poems! “I Walked to the Water” from W.W Norton, early 2026! Thank you to Jill Bialosky. I’d love to do readings, interviews, etc. Just ask. Who wants to go out tonight and celebrate? I do!
