Don Stinson studied creative writing at Northeastern State University and Oklahoma State University and has taught writing and literature for over 20 years at Northern Oklahoma College, where with colleagues he organizes the annual Chikaskia Literary Festival. His poems have been published by many regional and national literary magazines and websites, and he has read his work at festivals and conferences around the U. S. His latest book, Flatline Horizon, was published by Mongrel Empire Press in late 2018. He and his wife Pamela live in Tonkawa and travel widely.
About Flatline Horizon
In his first collection, Don Stinson collects poems written over several years and in various places and states of mind, but united in their focus on the horizon, that boundary line between yesterday and today, today and tomorrow, between where we are and the imaginary place we’d like to be. The poems reflect both personal moods and musings and the frightening yet fascinating changes in our nation and its citizens. Ultimately they revolve around one of the oldest existential themes—how do we deal with the reality and finality of death?
Quraysh Ali Lansana, author of The Walmart Republic, writes, “In Flatline Horizon, Don Stinson’s autobiographical meditations on death in various forms—aging, homogenous thought, homeplace, intolerance and despair—implicate and immerse the reader in the deep sigh of paradox and often painful ironies of Middle America, prairie dust and memory. The confluence of the personal and political, informed by the history and events of speaker and journey, offer taut musicality that surprises more than measures. The manner in which these poems see sing deftly subtle tones of quiet depth, secure insecurity, muted hope, and tenuous love. These are words of a rooted journeyman with wise, wide eyes.”
Brandon Hobson, author of Where the Dead Sit Talking, praises Flatline Horizon as “a beautiful book that confronts such difficult issues as love, death, loss, and prayer—all with such strange and wonderful imagery and precision of language. There is nothing flat here: beyond the horizon we see Stinson's gift emerge into a powerful reckoning.”