Biography of Marvin Bell

Marvin Bell, born August 3, 1937 in New York City, is a Jewish American poet and teacher who was the first Poet Laureate of the state of Iowa. Bell was raised in Center Moriches, Long Island. He served in the U. S. Army from 1964 to 1965 at the rank of First Lieutenant. He earned his bachelor's degree from Alfred University, his master's degree from the University of Chicago, and an MFA from the University of Iowa Writers' Workshop. He is the author of more than 20 books of poetry, including his series of “The Book of the Dead”, “Nightworks: Poems 1962–2000” (Copper Canyon Press, 2000), ‘Mars Being Red” (Copper Canyon Press, 2007), and “Vertigo: The Living Dead Man Poems” (Copper Canyon Press, 2011). Bell taught forty years for the Iowa Writers' Workshop, retiring as the Flannery O'Connor Professor of Letters. He currently serves on the faculty of the Master of Fine Arts in Writing program at Pacific University in Oregon.


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“Marvin Bell.” Wikipedia, Wikimedia Foundation, 15 Nov. 2017, en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marvin_Bell.

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