Michael Magee's plays and poetry have been produced and published in the U.S., England, and Greece. His chapbooks include: Ireland's Eye, A Trip to Jerusalem, and the recently published Terra Firma, Sacred Ground: Poems 1970-2022 (MoonPath Press 2022). His play Shank's Mare was produced at Northwest Actor's Studio and later became a movie which won a best actor award at the Bare Bones, Script to Screen Film Festival in Tulsa, Oklahoma. A Night in Reading Gaol With Oscar Wilde was produced here and in Derby, England. He was co-editor of 2020 Tacoma: In Images and Verse and is editor and publisher of Beaux Arts Press. Recent work has been published in Cirque, Journal of Wild Culture and will be appearing in the upcoming "When it Rains it Pours Anthology" (KindofaHurricanePress). His work originally appeared in Poetry Northwest when David Wagoner was editor. He lives in Tacoma, Washington.

Other poems by Michael Magee in Verse Daily:
January 27, 2019:   "I Saw Walt Whitman in Wright Park" "proselytizing to the crows who were..."

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Other poems on the web by Michael Magee:
Two poems
Four poems

About Terra Firma, Sacred Ground:

"Michael Magee's Terra Firma: Sacred Ground is a staggering poetic achievement-a selection of poems written over the course of more than half a century. These timeless poems are vital to the tenuous times in which we live. In addition to spanning decades, the collection spans many thousands of miles crisscrossing the globe. Much more than a travelogue in verse, Magee offers thoughtful observations and unassuming humanity. Traversing countless roads from Pamukkale, Turkey to Tacoma, Washington, we are treated to allusions from literature, music, painting, photography, drama, film, television, mythology, philosophy, and history. But perhaps what is most enjoyable and profound about this collection is the poet's wise and witty voice-the voice of a highly educated, creative, and critical thinker with a cracking sense of humor, someone who has regularly ridden the bus and trodden his hard-working bones until the soles of his shoes are holey—a soulful voice who sings for all of us."
—Lana Hechtman Ayers