Ralph Angel's Exceptions and Melancholies: Poems 1986-2006 received the 2007 PEN USA Poetry Award, and his Neither World won the James Laughlin Award of The Academy of American Poets. In addition to five books of poetry, he also has published an award-winning translation of the Federico Garcia Lorca collection, Poema del cante jondo / Poem o f the Deep Song. Angel is the recipient of numerous honors, including a gift from the Elgin Cox Trust, a Pushcart Prize, a Gertrude Stein Award, the Willis Barnstone Poetry Translation Prize, a Fulbright Foundation fellowship and the Bess Hokin Award of the Modern Poetry Association. He lives in Los Angeles, and is Edith R. White Distinguished Professor at the University of Redlands, and a member of the MFA in Writing faculty at Vermont College of Fine Arts.

Other poems by Ralph Angel in Verse Daily:
April 28, 2011:   "Erasure" "I don’t want you to know about any of this...."
October 5, 2002:  "From the Balcony" "Out there, where whales swim upon a building and muffled..."
August 21, 2002:  "Even Because" "Because it all just breaks apart, and the pieces scatter..."

Books by Ralph Angel:

Other poems on the web by Ralph Angel:
"Only Quiet"
Two poems
Two poems
"Your the Rub"
Ten poems
Two poems
Two poems
Five poems
"The Wind Will Carry Us"
"Evolving Similarities"
"The Privilege of Silence"

Ralph Angel's Website.

Ralph Angel According to Wikipedia.

About Your Moon:

"Reading the haunted, masterful poems of Ralph Angel is like being gently dropped into the ever-fluctuating substance of the day. The temperature is around 70 degrees. One could be in a languorous painting, riding this brushstroke and then the next, or just as easily, in a room somewhere, in LA, Seattle, Amsterdam, the Mediterranean . . . on a train, in a plaza. Eventually the treacherous crevices and schisms arrive, where, everyday, we break down. All the guilt, pain, beauty, love and loathing of being alive is populated by figures who speak, speak back, and then through an omniscient, doubtful and pained visionary. This isYour Moon. It truly is. 'Of human unfinished. / The spirit in time.'"
—Gillian Conoley

"Ralph Angel possesses what every poet dreams of—a warm heart and a cold eye—and all of his poems have a foothold between Everything and Nothing, the place each of us lives in day in and day out, though we seldom recognize or admit it the way these poems do. Many of them unfold like a ravishing film to which a voice-over adds such haunting commentary we are surprised to reach the end and realize we have been reading. His vernacular arrests me. A thread of wild and somber beauty runs through this book by one of America's most original poets. "
—Mary Ruefle