About this poet

Tony Connor was born in Manchester, England, in 1930. He left school at 14 and apprenticed in the textile industry, working as a designer until he was 30. From 1948 to 1950, Connor served as a trooper in the 5th Royal Inniskilling Dragoon Guards, a cavalry regiment. He earned an M.A. in 1967 from the University of Manchester in England, and spent the following year as a visiting writer at Amherst College in Massachusetts.

His first collection of poetry, With Love Somehow, was published in 1962 by Oxford University Press. His numerous other collections include Lodgers (1965), Kon in Springtime (1968), In the Happy Valley (1971), The Memoirs of Uncle Harry (1974), New and Selected Poems (1982), Spirits of the Place (1986), Metamorphic Adventures (1996), and most recently Things Unsaid: New and Selected Poems 1960–2005 (Anvil Press, 2006).

About Connor's New and Selected Poems, Dana Gioia wrote in The Hudson Review: "His work is both original and entertaining .... Connor does not simply report events, he vividly recreates them, shaping each scene with the skill and care of a novelist .... his work remains clear-headed, intelligent and immensely readable."

In addition to poetry, Connor has written a number of plays for adults and children, all of which have received professional productions on the British stage. In the early 1960s, he wrote scripts for Granada Television and often appeared onscreen as a presenter and anchor.

During the 1960s, Connor taught textile design, cake design, and life drawing, and served as a lecturer in liberal studies at Bolton Technical College. From 1971 until his retirement in 1998, he was a Professor of English at Wesleyan University, where he taught verse writing and writing for the stage and ran a studio theater devoted to the production of new drama written by students.

In 1974, Connor was elected a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, founded by King George IV in 1820 to "reward literary merit and excite literary talent." He became an American citizen in 1982 and currently lives in Middletown, CT and London, England.

Aftermath

Tony Connor
Slumped in a prickly armchair 
on a humid summer night, 
I listened dully to dogs
barking with brainless pleasure 
far away and in this street 
under the Victory flags.

The bronze eagles with spread wings, 
flightless on walls and porches, 
reflected the light from stars, 
as my slow imaginings 
moved between foreign corpses 
and these Stars and Stripes of ours.

Sweaty, itching, impotent,
I scratched my shirtless shoulder 
and reached for another beer — 
like a listless President 
dreaming a new world order 
from idle thoughts and hot air.

Or like someone long inured 
to the crafted, public lies 
that lull the popular mind 
into easy disregard 
for the coarse realities 
of imperial command.

The Heroes were coming home —
but not to me in my chair 
dogged by barks and disarray; 
"Welcome!" the flags flapped, "Welcome! 
you fought for all we hold dear 
in the mighty USA."

Copyright © 1991 by Tony Connor. Appears courtesy of the author.

Copyright © 1991 by Tony Connor. Appears courtesy of the author.

Tony Connor

Tony Connor

Tony Connor was born in Manchester, England, in 1930.

by this poet

poem
Hubbard is dead, the old plumber:
who will mend our burst pipes now,
the tap that has dripped all the summer,
testing the sink's overflow?

No other like him. Young men with knowledge
of new techniques and theories from books
may better his work, straight from college,
but who will challenge his squint-eyed
poem
The Danube glitters and toils 
just beyond the walnut trees. 
The Great Writer sits at ease 
among blooms and disciples.

A garden with an old man — 
younger men drinking his wine; 
his voice is slow and benign, 
the others pause to listen.

When he has nothing to say
he smiles, and sniffs a pink rose 
that