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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)

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The wars are everywhere, o even within.

Drawn in poor bee by the dance loud hum

Of some

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I could not stop my hands clapping. I clapped
And clapped. I clapped as in the dirt the bird collapsed,
As worms grew wings, I clapped.

A man stood in a river balancing
A grape on his lips. His tears fell in the current
Swept them away. He kept performing

His trick: grape hovering

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Even this
brief thought is endless. A
man speaks as if unaware of the
erotic life of the ampersand. In the
isolate field he comes to count one by
one the rare butterflies as they
die. He says witness is to say what
you mean as if you mean it. So many
of them are the color of

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