122 pages, $15.99

These poems truly mark a radical departure from previous work in tone, scope, and vision. I’m truly proud of this

mind-expanding new work which answers to contemporary issue without being of them, maintains memorable content unlike most modern work, and achieves newer understanding.

Being a passionate reader this book is what I’d hope to find to satisfy my need for historical depth, an answering quality to contemporary issues, and the innovative artistry to bring it all together in a unique & brave immediacy which makes something new with each poem and by the breadth of the book.

Work which satisfies, answers, constantly and consistently repays each and every reading with a refreshing understanding that surpasses the words written on the page.

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©Dean J. Baker

some great reviews of my other books –

” The most unique set of poems I have ever read.”

“Rabelais and Hieronymus Bosch look out of dark chinks in these poems…” ”

“Dean’s books will someday be required reading for anyone who studies literature, poetry, or, human artistry.”

“Having read Dark Earth by Dean J Baker my first reaction is WOW. This was written for me.
His poetry speaks to me deep down in my soul.”

one would be hard pressed to do better than Dean J. Baker’s Silence Louder Than A Train.’”

“I believe Dean is our poet of the future generation.”

These poems leave you amazed and breathless, and hungering for more to read.”

A bold and refreshing approach to modern poetry, one that breaks the rules when necessary and yet conforms when it suits. Highly recommended…”

Required reading for anyone wanting to learn about wit, wordplay, and good, gritty writing in general.”

©Dean J. Baker



See Spot watch Jane. Jane is unconscious. See Mr. Spot check Jane out.

See Spot sniff Jane’s face, then move down to Jane’s crotch.
See Mr. Spot throw his head up and howl.
Poor Mr. Spot is grieving. He smells Jane.

See Dick come running. Dick is now working and he has brought whiskey.
See Dick pour whiskey on Jane.
Jane had tripped, broken off one tit, and been ass-fucked by Dick earlier that day before he had
to report for duty as a cop.

See Spot start licking Jane’s face for the whiskey.
See Jane wake up to a brand new day.
See Mr. Spot take a leak on Jane. Hear Dick say, ‘Good boy, Mr. Spot.’

See Dick arrest Jane for lewd behavior and public intoxication.

See Dick watch Spot run away as Dick sings, ‘Jingle Ball, Jingle Ball..’

Watch Dick get a promotion. See Jane go to jail.

So much for that fucking going up a hill to fetch a pail of bullshit.

See Dick start singing, ‘We are the World, we are the People’ and get hit in the head by a boot stolen
from an old lady and thrown by some angry poet.

White trash Ordinary Day for everyone!

©Dean J. Baker

-excerpt from Tormenting The Monkey, 214 pages, $16.99   No sacred cows in this long-awaited and in demand collection of satiric meditations on everything and anyone from politics, family, social issues, cultural and individual misconceptions…being that the ‘monkey’ loves to torment itself with things it already knows and enjoys the disconnect between what it knows and refuses to learn.

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from TORMENTING THE MONKEY… The Power Of Prayer: A True Story









Russ was born with a normal arm, and a withered arm. He struggled through many chores, insults, and bullying; was subject to pivots and ignorance piled upon one and other.
At one time in his life, he was unable to withstand the stress any longer. In his ultimate frustration,
he prayed to God.

“God! Please, please, please make my arm like the other one so I can be normal!”
Exhausting himself, he fell fast asleep.

Upon waking, Russ gradually came to and noticed a tingling feeling in one arm.
Sitting up, he looked over to check and sure enough – the power of prayer had worked.

Both arms were now withered, and Russ continues to save on gloves and love his job as a traffic cop.

Given that the economy is rewarding secondary work, and his deep religious beliefs about making people feel useful, he also works as a spastic-on-fire [ed. note: modern dance] to encourage the Good Samaritan impulse in others.

He continues to honor his parents for their undying belief in euthanasia by bringing flowers to them every Sunday, and pats the dirt down so no animals will disturb them.


©Dean J. Baker