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Dan Beachy-Quick

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Dan Beachy-Quick

Dan Beachy-Quick was born in Chicago in 1973 and raised in Colorado and upstate New York. He received his bachelor’s degree in English from the University of Denver in 1995 and then graduated from the University of Iowa’s Iowa Writer’s Workshop with his MFA in 2000.

Beachy-Quick is the author of several books of poetry, including gentlessness (Tupelo Press, 2015); Circle’s Apprentice (Tupelo Press, 2011), winner of the 2012 Colorado Book Award; and This Nest, Swift Passerine (Tupelo Press, 2009), as well as several chapbooks, collaborative books and prose hybrids like Of Silence and Song (Milkweed Editions, 2017); A Brighter Word Than Bright: Keats at Work (University of Iowa Press, 2013); Wonderful Investigations: Essays, Meditations, Tales (Milkweed Editions, 2012); and A Whaler’s Dictionary (Milkweed Editions, 2008), among others.

He is the recipient of fellowships from the Guggenheim and Lannan Foundations. He teaches in the MFA program at Colorado State University and lives in Fort Collins, Colorado.


Selected Bibliography

Poetry
gentlessness (Tupelo Press, 2015)
Circle’s Apprentice (Tupelo Press, 2011)
This Nest, Swift Passerine (Tupelo Press, 2009)
Mulberry (Tupelo Press, 2006)
Spell (Ahsahta Press, 2004)
North True South Bright (Alice James Books, 2003)

Prose
Of Silence and Song (Milkweed Editions, 2017)
A Brighter Word Than Bright: Keats at Work (University of Iowa Press, 2013)
Wonderful Investigations: Essays, Meditations, Tales (Milkweed Editions, 2012)
A Whaler’s Dictionary (Milkweed Editions, 2008)

by this poet

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You have to walk so close to the mirror
Before your breath clouds the image
You need to get a running start
You need to get a running start
To break through the refrain into repetition
As exile's continuous form forms the same
Words twice thrush thrush
Drab bird unseen in the dark dark's underbrush
Sung from the
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The End. Above these words the sky closes.
It closes by turning white. Not
The white of all clouds or being within a cloud.
White of worldless light. The End.
Feel a silence there that reminds you of a scent.
Crushed grass the hooves galloped through
Or is it the

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The wars are everywhere, o even within.

Drawn in poor bee by the dance loud hum

Of some