Steven Ford Brown - Books

Books

International

  • (2007) Microgramas, Jorge Carrera Andrade (as translator), Orogenia Corporacion Cultural: Quito, Ecuador (poetry)

United States

  • (2014) Boston Stories, The Lion Publishing Group (fiction)
  • (2013) Brautiganesque: Growing Flowers By Moonlight, Lorca House Publishers (poetry)
  • (2013) Amazonia, prose poems by Juan Carlos Galeano (as translator), Lorca House Publishers (poetry)
  • (2011) Microgramas, Jorge Carrera Andrade (as translator) with artwork by Sandra C. Fernandez, Austin, Texas
  • (2003) One More River To Cross: The Selected Poems of John Beecher, preface by Studs Terkel (as editor), New South Books (poetry)
  • (2002) Century of The Death of The Rose: The Selected Poems of Jorge Carrera Andrade (as translator), New South Books (poetry)
  • (2002) Edible Amazonia: Twenty Poems From God's Amazonian Recipe Book, Nicomedes Suarez Arauz (as translator), Bitter Oleander Press (poetry)
  • (2001) Invited Guest: An Anthology of Twentieth Century Southern Poetry (as co-editor with David Rigsbee), University of Virginia Press (literary criticism, poetry)
  • (1993) Astonishing World: The Selected Poems of Ángel González, 1956-1986 (as translator), Milkweed Editions (poetry)
  • (1988) Heart's Invention: On the Poetry of Vassar Miller, introduction by Larry McMurtry (as editor), Ford-Brown & Co., Publishers (literary criticism, poetry)
  • (1988) Contemporary Literature in Birmingham: An Anthology (as editor), Birmingham Public Library/Thunder City Press (fiction and poetry)

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