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- Author: Dalton Day
- Publisher: Fog Machine
- Pages: 82
- ISBN-10: 0997298642
- ISBN-13: 9780997298642
- Format: 10.2 x 15.2 x 0.6 cm, softcover
- Language: English
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Dalton Day is the author of Exit, Pursued (Plays Inverse) and Actual Cloud (Salò Press), and a recipient of a James A. Michener fellowship. His poems have appeared in publications including The Offing, Columbia Poetry Review, and PANK, among others. He lives somewhere between North Carolina, Georgia, and Texas.
Dalton's poems in this book consistently do my favorite thing that a poem can do, which is to jar a strange image from my own life out of wherever it's been hiding and flourish it in the new light the poem creates. These poems created a hole in me and then filled it with bees that reminded me of my childhood. These poems took my memories of childhood and shaped them like clay on a wheel into a teacup that holds sound. They reminded me of a mountain range I once saw from the highway after seven hours of driving alone. They made me feel alone and yet so, so held."
-Cassandra de Alba, author of habitats
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- Author: Dalton Day
- Publisher: Fog Machine
- Pages: 82
- ISBN-10: 0997298642
- ISBN-13: 9780997298642
- Format: 10.2 x 15.2 x 0.6 cm, softcover
- Language: English English
Dalton Day is the author of Exit, Pursued (Plays Inverse) and Actual Cloud (Salò Press), and a recipient of a James A. Michener fellowship. His poems have appeared in publications including The Offing, Columbia Poetry Review, and PANK, among others. He lives somewhere between North Carolina, Georgia, and Texas.
Dalton's poems in this book consistently do my favorite thing that a poem can do, which is to jar a strange image from my own life out of wherever it's been hiding and flourish it in the new light the poem creates. These poems created a hole in me and then filled it with bees that reminded me of my childhood. These poems took my memories of childhood and shaped them like clay on a wheel into a teacup that holds sound. They reminded me of a mountain range I once saw from the highway after seven hours of driving alone. They made me feel alone and yet so, so held."
-Cassandra de Alba, author of habitats
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