The Pasadena poet Ron Koertge

Ron Koertge, 2008

The Pasadena poet Ron Koertge is one of my favourite poets. There’s something about the way he sees things that I really like, though I can’t put my finger on it. It would be easy to say his vision of life is not unlike that of Edward Hopper. But nor is it unlike that of Nabokov in America, with its bright pastel colors, European irony and surreal excursions. Sometimes it reminds me of the suburban heroics and small defeats in the movie «American Graffiti», and at other times of Proust pottering about in the Galeries Lafayette thinking about photography, or Allen Ginsberg bumping into Walt Whitman in “A Supermarket in California”. Of course it is not any of these things.

He has a lively interest in technique, and a thoughtful and kindly view of contemporary urban mythologies. Anyway, see for yourself: you’ll find many of his poems in «Jacket» magazine.

Ron Koertge – Five poems in Jacket 1

His homage to Frank O’Hara in Jacket 10

Poem: “Seven Brides For Seven Brothers” in Jacket 11

Three poems in Jacket 16

Three ghazals in Jacket 35

Three poems: in Jacket 38


2 Replies to “The Pasadena poet Ron Koertge”

  1. Ron Koertge’s ‘Please’ is one of my favorite love poems. With its 26th & last line concluding ‘Come back, bitch. Eat me alive.’ how could it not be?

    A bit different to this ‘Please’, probably filmed & recorded from Ron’s Pasadena:

  2. I amend…

    Ron Koertge’s ‘Please’ is one of my favorite love poems. With its 26th & last line concluding ‘Come back, bitch. Eat me alive.’ how could it not be?

    A bit different to this ‘Please’, probably filmed & recorded not that far from Ron’s Pasadena:

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