Posts by Todd Smith

Born and raised in rural west-central Illinois, Todd Smith studied poetry, music, and math at the University of Virginia, and received his MFA from the Iowa Writers’ Workshop. His poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Prairie Schooner, Yale Review, River Styx, Crazyhorse, North American Review, Barrow Street, Palette Poetry, The Massachusetts Review, Crab Orchard Review, and elsewhere, and have been featured on Verse Daily. He received Frontier Poetry’s 2017 Award for New Poets, and was a semi-finalist in the 2018 Discovery / Boston Review Poetry Contest. A valuation actuary by profession, he lives in West Des Moines, Iowa with his partner, poet Heather Derr-Smith; their daughter; and their two sons.

Visitation, Lake Cadillac

Your sister wouldn’t even shake its hand. Behind the felled sycamore, your mother shook sand from a plaid scarf. Tintype …

Eight

Kissed by the president in the airport lot outside Saginaw, her forehead drew crowds all evening. They came to her …

Seven Cases of Inertia

1. Sinking another hour in a frayed net the sun makes of the particulate sky. 2. Ditch lilies pivoting before …

Magda the Mule-Faced Girl

The Hubcap House: red tinsel grass, a wall of flyers reading “See the world’s first house made up of hubcaps, …

Transformer

A girl rocks back in the worn vinyl cushion of the city bus   and passes a small airliner from …

Dinwiddie County Fair

Everything starts ten minutes after dark. The ticket line already spans from where the gates are opening to this gravel …

Autumnal, Kansas

  The sun peaks lower each day, arcing back           behind the trailer park and into …

Thanksgiving, 1986

  Cousins in this prison town bloated with step relatives and time, you and I grew cynical and fifteen. Grandmother, …

Triticum Durum

  Durum wheat’s taller this summer, or else the Ropp widow is   shrinking. She never kicks the feral cats …

Strawberry Pickers, Nauvoo

  Eleven thousand years ago the last glacier scraped through this field.   Transmuted by the new sun, struck dumb …

Dude, What’s Going On Here?

On this site, you will find selected poems from my not-yet-published manuscript – which, as we speak, is snuggling with …