Stephen Anderson
@stephenlanderson.bsky.social
BIO
Stephen Anderson is a poet whose most recent collection is On the Third Planet from the Sun (2024) which was nominated for an Eric Hoffer Book Award. Anderson’s work is archived in the Special Collections section of Raynor Libraries at Marquette U.
Stephen Anderson is a poet whose most recent collection is On the Third Planet from the Sun (2024) which was nominated for an Eric Hoffer Book Award. Anderson’s work is archived in the Special Collections section of Raynor Libraries at Marquette U.
My newest poetry collection, On the Third Planet from the Sun: New and Selected Poems, is available online at Amazon Prime, as well as through Kelsay Bookstore. As it is listed on INGRAM, it can also be ordered at your favorite bookstore. #poetry #poets #writers #blueskypoets #poetrycommunity
October 23, 2025 at 5:45 PM
My newest poetry collection, On the Third Planet from the Sun: New and Selected Poems, is available online at Amazon Prime, as well as through Kelsay Bookstore. As it is listed on INGRAM, it can also be ordered at your favorite bookstore. #poetry #poets #writers #blueskypoets #poetrycommunity
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
A Haiku for Night
Sky glows burnt orange
Messages are sent flying
Sighs in the night sky
— Stephen Anderson
Sky glows burnt orange
Messages are sent flying
Sighs in the night sky
— Stephen Anderson
April 3, 2025 at 7:58 PM
A Haiku for Night
Sky glows burnt orange
Messages are sent flying
Sighs in the night sky
— Stephen Anderson
Sky glows burnt orange
Messages are sent flying
Sighs in the night sky
— Stephen Anderson
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
It seems to me that, if you really want more secure and safe cities across America, it would make more sense to provide those cities with the block grants and resources their police departments need, rather than sending in and spending millions of dollars on the deployment of national guard troops.
September 9, 2025 at 4:29 PM
It seems to me that, if you really want more secure and safe cities across America, it would make more sense to provide those cities with the block grants and resources their police departments need, rather than sending in and spending millions of dollars on the deployment of national guard troops.
It seems to me that, if you really want more secure and safe cities across America, it would make more sense to provide those cities with the block grants and resources their police departments need, rather than sending in and spending millions of dollars on the deployment of national guard troops.
September 9, 2025 at 4:29 PM
It seems to me that, if you really want more secure and safe cities across America, it would make more sense to provide those cities with the block grants and resources their police departments need, rather than sending in and spending millions of dollars on the deployment of national guard troops.
A Haiku for Night
Sky glows burnt orange
Messages are sent flying
Sighs in the night sky
— Stephen Anderson
Sky glows burnt orange
Messages are sent flying
Sighs in the night sky
— Stephen Anderson
April 3, 2025 at 7:58 PM
A Haiku for Night
Sky glows burnt orange
Messages are sent flying
Sighs in the night sky
— Stephen Anderson
Sky glows burnt orange
Messages are sent flying
Sighs in the night sky
— Stephen Anderson
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
www.facebook.com/share/1B73bB...
And, so folks, keep hope alive during the craziness we’re now experiencing.
And, so folks, keep hope alive during the craziness we’re now experiencing.
Redirecting...
www.facebook.com
March 20, 2025 at 9:23 PM
www.facebook.com/share/1B73bB...
And, so folks, keep hope alive during the craziness we’re now experiencing.
And, so folks, keep hope alive during the craziness we’re now experiencing.
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
Reposted by Stephen Anderson
Bloom
An older woman walks her dog
down a bombed-out street in
Kharkiv. It’s spring and she side-steps cratered sidewalks with emerging purple crocuses that magically seem to smile their brightness, and she listens to their quiet hallelujah song of hope and a smattering of beauty — despite it all.
An older woman walks her dog
down a bombed-out street in
Kharkiv. It’s spring and she side-steps cratered sidewalks with emerging purple crocuses that magically seem to smile their brightness, and she listens to their quiet hallelujah song of hope and a smattering of beauty — despite it all.
March 26, 2025 at 3:25 PM
Bloom
An older woman walks her dog
down a bombed-out street in
Kharkiv. It’s spring and she side-steps cratered sidewalks with emerging purple crocuses that magically seem to smile their brightness, and she listens to their quiet hallelujah song of hope and a smattering of beauty — despite it all.
An older woman walks her dog
down a bombed-out street in
Kharkiv. It’s spring and she side-steps cratered sidewalks with emerging purple crocuses that magically seem to smile their brightness, and she listens to their quiet hallelujah song of hope and a smattering of beauty — despite it all.
Bloom
An older woman walks her dog
down a bombed-out street in
Kharkiv. It’s spring and she side-steps cratered sidewalks with emerging purple crocuses that magically seem to smile their brightness, and she listens to their quiet hallelujah song of hope and a smattering of beauty — despite it all.
An older woman walks her dog
down a bombed-out street in
Kharkiv. It’s spring and she side-steps cratered sidewalks with emerging purple crocuses that magically seem to smile their brightness, and she listens to their quiet hallelujah song of hope and a smattering of beauty — despite it all.
March 26, 2025 at 3:25 PM
Bloom
An older woman walks her dog
down a bombed-out street in
Kharkiv. It’s spring and she side-steps cratered sidewalks with emerging purple crocuses that magically seem to smile their brightness, and she listens to their quiet hallelujah song of hope and a smattering of beauty — despite it all.
An older woman walks her dog
down a bombed-out street in
Kharkiv. It’s spring and she side-steps cratered sidewalks with emerging purple crocuses that magically seem to smile their brightness, and she listens to their quiet hallelujah song of hope and a smattering of beauty — despite it all.