The Last Gun (Cervena Barva Press, 2016) is in the voice of the last gun on earth. He's been arrested and incarcerated and is awaiting execution.

Here's what A. Van Jordan said of the chapbook excerpt that won the 2015-2016 COG Poetry Award:
The Last Gun opens with smoke and closes with a bang. These poems toggle between the spirits of the living and the spirits the living carry into death “to ask questions, to contemplate/ a state of being that is no more.” These poems care about what we carry with us on our journeys and how others hold us in memory. As a reader, you’ll find that The Last Gun is “a gathering place for… admirers, rememberers, the once-armed,” and this poet has prepared us both “for the journey…where it will be judged,” and for the “deeds on earth.”     A. Van Jordan

Part of the COG Poetry Award was animation. You can see the animation of several poems if you scroll down at the COG site (www.cogzine.com).

 

And here's what Joseph Ross said:
Just when you thought you knew all the arguments in America’s gun debate, here comes Anne Harding Woodworth’s powerful chapbook, The Last Gun. In these haunting poems, the “last” gun clears its throat and speaks. He speaks his fears and hopes in a voice as unexpected as it is unsettling. We almost feel sorry for him as we follow his arrest, imprisonment, and more. These poems aim straight at the rhetoric. They trigger some laughs but mostly they lament a country in which we hear too much from guns. Guns usually get what they want. But here, in this smart, insightful collection, Anne Harding Woodworth only appears to show the gun’s humanity. Actually, she shows us our own. 

The Last Gun is available through Cervena Barva Press.

About Unattached Male
Here Harding Woodworth looks at men in all their solitude and aloofness. She doesn't know any man--yet--who wears roses on his head (cover artwork by Steven Kenny), but she is certain that many men feel alone at times and uncomfortable in their loneliness.


Published by and available through Poetry Salzburg.

 

 

About Artemis Sonnets, Etc.
The first part of this collection is a sonnet wreath (actually a heroic crown) that reflects Harding Woodworth's memory of her experiences in Greece where she lived for several years. That said, she sets the crown in the wilds of northern England. The Etc. are poems of observation, poems that look into the people, places, and customs of Greece as she saw them, as well as her reaction to them.

Published by and available through WordTech, Turning Point Books; and amazon.


 

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About Spare Parts
In this novella in verse, written in syllabics, Harding Woodworth portrays three friends whose lives intersect from childhood, through college years and into middle age.  Each has his or her own number of syllables per line: Paul the sedate insurance salesman, 10, because iambic pentameter is the commonest (perhaps the dullest) form of poetry; Gaddis, the cross-dresser, 8, because of his fondness of the ballad form, specifically "The Cremation of Sam McGee"; Lacey, Paul's wife, 12 syllables. She is a novelist and therefore the wordiest.


Spare Parts is published by and available through WordTech, Turning Point Books; and amazon.

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About Aesop's Eagles
In the first part of this chapbook of poetry, the storyteller tells himself. He walks around ancient Greece and sees things that Anne Harding Woodworth saw when she lived in Greece. That brings her easily into the second part of the book, where she draws upon her personal experiences in Greece and Italy.

Here is a jar. I will take it to the fountain.
I can feel its shape and substance: earthen clay
the smell of honeybeer within
that like all aroma gives way to remembrance,
and it beckons with an unexpected potency.
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About Herding
Harding Woodworth refers to this chapbook as her collection of "cow poems" (although there is a llama poem). As poet Ruth Foley puts it: ". . . cows rush in where angels fear to tread . . . [Anne] finds the human in the cow and the cow in the human." The poem "My Cow" begins:

If dogs were cows, there'd be a Guernsey
on my bed. I'd rub her ears
and her head would slant into my touch.

Available through The Lost Book Shelf at Cervena Barva Press.

 

About Up from the Root Cellar
This chapbook deals with carrots and other vegetables that can survive the winter in a cool dark place.

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The creatures beside me
smile in their sleep for not being found,

even out of season now,
 which is the miracle of cold.
I smell them in Obscurity:

roots alive, rhizomes,
tightly wadded leaves, flowerets
waiting cool, but not freezing dead.

Available through The Lost Book Shelf at Cervena Barva Press.