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Author: Patrick Dobson

Dr. Patrick Dobson is a work in progress until his termination. In the meantime, He is a writer, scholar, postman, and college professor living in Kansas City, MO.

The University of Nebraska Press published his travel memoirs, Canoeing the Great Plains: A Missouri River Summer in 2015 and Seldom Seen: A Journey into the Great Plains in 2009. Canoeing the Great Plains won the 2016 High Plains Book Award in Creative Nonfiction and the Thorpe Menn Literary Excellence Award. His essays and poems have been published in New Letters, daCunha, Kansas City Star, Garo, Wood Coin, and JONAHmagazine, and others.

Dobson earned a doctorate in American History and Literature at the University of Missouri-Kansas City in 2013. He has edited books, taught journalism, and been a union ironworker. He now teaches American History, Modern Latin American History, and Western Civilization at Johnson County Community College in Overland Park, KS.

He looks forward to hearing from you soon.

Remembering Rilke: A letter to a young poet

Dear Ingrid, Most people will say it’s hard to talk about poetry with any kind of seriousness unless you have studied poetry. I think that is true, but only in the sense that you need to read poems to understand what they are and whence they might come. Many of…

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How did you (I) get here?

Dear Cherie, I’ve been thinking of you lately and wondering how that new life of yours is going. I certainly hope you made the break you were thinking about (or had planned), and that the new routines, rhythms, and practices have been showing you the wisdom of your decision(s). I…

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When ironworkers gather, you just don’t know who you’ll get. Or you do.

Wed., June 29 Dear Gene, I was in the ironworker school today practicing the welding test to get 3/8” certified. I say “practice” since there was no way that I was going to test and embarrass myself. And I needed the practice. It amazed me that after just a month…

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Kansans for Life and its lies

Dearest Friedrich, Frankly, I’m quite happy you asked about the things dividing Americans at the moment, and that you asked me to write in English. German would be a little difficult I get angry and need a table to pound. It easy to get that way when I see the…

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The artist and the chip on his shoulder

Dear Janet, Today was one of those days that leave me wondering why I even try. One the one hand, I met with a guy who’s taken an interest in my pictures. It should be a triumph, really. I mean, someone taking me seriously. I’ve had a chip on my…

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