Richard Wakefield earned his PhD in American literature from the University of Washington and has taught college humanities for forty-two years, thirty-five of them at Tacoma Community College. For over twenty-five years he reviewed poetry, fiction, and literary biography for the Seattle Times. His first book, Robert Frost and the Opposing Lights of the Hour (Peter Lang Publishing), was a study of Frost's poetry in the context of his life and times. His first collection of poems, East of Early Winters (University of Evansville Press), won the Richard Wilbur Award. His second collection, A Vertical Mile (Able Muse Press), was short-listed for the Poet's Prize. His poem "Petrarch" won the Howard Nemerov Sonnet Award. He and his wife, Catherine, have been married forty-eight years and have two daughters, two sons-in-law, and two grandchildren.

Other poems by Richard Wakefield in Verse Daily:
August 5, 2012:   "Out, Out" "A spiral of smoke ascends..."

Books by Richard Wakefield:

Other poems on the web by Richard Wakefield:
Nine poems
"Spring Flood"
Three poems
Three poems
"By Winter Light"
"Lunar Eclipse"

Richard Wakefield's Website.

About Terminal Park:

"Richard Wakefield's Terminal Park is a triumph from a master of formal poetry with a bit of a Zen streak. Alternately wistful, wry, and joyous, Wakefield takes on a wide range of subjects without anger or rhetoric. My favorites were the many elegiac landscape poems, which reminded me of the some of the best poems of Robert Frost."
—A.M. Juster

"This new volume reveals a poet whose mastery of form will amaze readers. Richard Wakefield lives deeply in his world, past and present, touching and feeling everything that surrounds him, alert to every texture, 'the grain of wood, the grit of sand.' He scans memory, repossessing luminous and sometimes uncanny moments from his past. A poem is, of course, a system of linked sounds, and Wakefield's ear never misses the chance for a linking echo. In fact, I love the internal and external rhyming here, done without flash, with a kind of holy decorum. The seasons course through these poems, in literal and figurative flight, but the poet asserts with good reason that 'an old man at his kitchen window sees / by winter light.' And it's the clarity of winter light that makes these poems shimmer. I will return to the pages of Terminal Park again to revel in their wisdom and grace notes."
—Jay Parini

"Terminal Park ranges widely and dives deep. The book's opening lines, where bleak subject matter is conveyed by lilting verse, tell us a lot about what will follow: ''Terminal Park' reads the vine-covered sign / where junkies and drunks reach the end of the line.' The poet's mastery is evident throughout, whether depicting desolate rural vignettes, or vividly rendered moments of Biblical, literary, or personal history. Though many poems seem haunted by entropy, decay, suffering, and loss—'The Work of Darkness'—they are leavened by stoicism and humor. Beautifully organized and reflecting a lifetime's hard-won wisdom, the collection as a whole is not merely enjoyable. It is exhilarating."
—Bruce Bennett