Wiliam Yarrow

Profile Updated: November 29, 2015
Wiliam Yarrow
Residing In Lincolnwood, IL USA
Spouse/Partner Leah K. Yarrow
Homepage www.billyarrow.com
Occupation Professor of English at Joliet Junior College since 1993
Children Benjamin, born 1979; Aliza, born 1981; Nathan, born 1986
Yes! Attending Reunion

"What have you been up to since you graduated?"

Teaching. Grading. Teaching. Grading. Teaching. Grading. Teaching. Degrading.

Update, July 2016:
I just finished my 23rd year at Joliet Junior College where I'm still enjoying teaching Shakespeare, Introduction to Film Study, and Creative Writing. I plan to keep teaching until 2021. My third full-length collection of poetry, The Vig of Love, is coming out from Glass Lyre Press in September 2016. Blasphemer came out from Lit Fest Press in 2015 and Pointed Sentences from BlazeVOX in 2012. Leah and I celebrated our 40th wedding anniversary last March and are enjoying being grandparenbts to Ben and Allison's daughter Ruby (born January 3, 2015) and Aliza and Audrey's son Jonas (just born on July 3, 2016). One baby in Brooklyn and one now in Boston keeps us in frequent transit from Chicago to the East Coast. Through serendipity and the timing of the AWP convention in L.A., I got to attend Debra Lieberman's retirement party from UC--Santa Barbara. It was a treat to see Debbie again! And I've been privileged to see Kaori Kitao when I've visited my kids in New York. We've had some memorable afternoons exploring museums together! I always feel blessed to be in her eminent company. The death last November of Matthew Rosen, my roommate at Swarthmore and close friend for all the decades after, hit me hard. His beautiful little boy Anthony, whom I got to visit last January, just turned two. The coincidence of sadness and joy! That moment in The Winter's Tale when the shepherd discovers the baby and meets his son who had just witnessed a man being devoured by a bear. It was in Derek Traversi's Shakespeare seminar held in his elegant living room where I first encountered those lines which not only have never left me, but have become more relevant, more pointed, and more profound the older I've become: "Thou met'st with things dying, I with things newborn." I am, maybe we all are, both the shepherd and his son.

School Story


I was like a bullet shot from a university tower
toward three children crawling on a blanket
in a faraway park. I bounced around a bit and
landed in my life. We were all bullets shot from
the same gun, but you landed in Natchez and I
landed in D.C. and fragments of the rest of us can
be found anywhere there’s an Adirondack chair.

Yes, we are bullets, but we’ve all been hit by something
resembling a trajectory. You most improbably of all.
“It’s only a flesh wound,” you said, and that momentarily
consoled us,, but, really, are there any other kinds?
Each morning, I cradle my striated pain, but it’s not an
external impairment. Foully accompanied by a cordite
stench, it emanates from the calibrated part of me.

(in Pointed Sentences, BlazeVOX 2012)

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