Desert Nights, Rising Stars Writers Conference Faculty 2019
Piper Writers Studio Visiting Writer 2018
About Douglas Manuel
Douglas Manuel was born in Anderson, Indiana. He received a BA in Creative Writing from Arizona State University and a MFA from Butler University where he was the Managing Editor of Booth a Journal. He is currently a Middleton and Dornsife Fellow at the University of Southern California where he is pursuing a Ph.D. in Literature and Creative Writing. He has been the Poetry Editor of Gold Line Press as well as was one of the managing editors of Ricochet Editions. His work is featured on Poetry Foundation's website and has appeared or is forthcoming in Poetry Northwest, Los Angeles Review, Superstition Review, Rhino, North American Review, The Chattahoochee Review, New Orleans Review, Crab Creek Review, and elsewhere. His first full length collection of poems, Testify, was released by Red Hen Press in the spring of 2017.
More About Douglas Manuel
Douglas Manuel." Poets Cafe, KPFK, February 4, 2018.
Bosch, Sofia. "From personal struggles to poetic expression: Dornsife fellow Douglas Manuel publishes a book about his identity." Daily Trojan, August 29, 2017.
Douglas Manuel stumbled upon poetry by chance.
Manuel, a Middleton and Dornsife Fellow and a doctoral candidate in literature and creative writing, focuses his writing on the turmoil confronting a black man in 21st-century America.
Earlier this year, Manuel published his first collection of poems in a book, Testify, where he spoke on these issues.
Manuel, Douglas. "Are You Ready to Help the Parents of this Child in their Duty as Christian Parents?" Blank Verse Films, August 2, 2018.
My godmother answered yes. I trace the sign of the cross on my forehead. I'm driving to see her, pines blotching the side of the road.
"Testify." Poetry Foundation.
--. "The Trenchant is Poetic: Notes on 'Washing Palms' by Douglas Manuel from Issue 298.3." North American Review, February 26, 2014.
“Washing Palms” came to me the way most poems do, from things I hear people say and from memory. In this case, the words I remembered were my father’s. Like many of my family members, my father’s language is so direct and harsh, not poetic, yet still at the same time, these caustic characteristics actually make his language very poetic. The vulgarity of measuring distance in dick lengths and the back-handed slap of “Wish in one hand, then shit in the other, and see which one fills up quickest” has always intrigued me. My father in general has always intrigued me.
--. "Washing Palms." Poetry Foundation.