Words are substance strange. Speak one and the air ripples into another's ears. Write one and the eye laps it up. But the sense transmutes, and the spoken word winds through the ear's labyrinth into a sense that is no… — Dan Beachy-Quick Copy Share Image
Words are substance strange. Speak one and the air ripples into another's ears. Write one and the eye laps it up. But the sense… — Dan Beachy-Quick Copy Share Image
“Wonder, as a point of concern, denies its own consideration. It has the remarkable capacity to hide in the midst of its revelation. Wonder,… — Dan Beachy-Quick Copy Share Image
[The publication of his first poem] was wonderful ... but it taught me early on that the only thing that really matters is writing… — Dan Beachy-Quick Copy Share Image
The poems are part of my attempt to understand being in the world in an honest way. — Dan Beachy-Quick Copy Share Image
Poetry challenges you. Much of its importance is that it's one of the few places left in culture that makes things difficult-it asks you… — Dan Beachy-Quick Copy Share Image
“I see the world is flat and the map flat that records it, and both page and world speak each other forever. Put a… — Dan Beachy-Quick Copy Share Image
“I like the moment of failure that finds us on that line, abandoned of intent, caught in an experience of a different order, stalking… — Dan Beachy-Quick Copy Share Image
“Memory is igneous more than ingenious, igneous, and like granite, intrusive, heaved up within oneself, the whole range of one's life, mountains' forbidding height… — Dan Beachy-Quick Copy Share Image