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"A poet wants words" Dan Cullimore writes, . . . "to carry home . . . useful as nuts." In this, his first and only published collection of poems, Dan collects words and images made of the everyday materials around him-- clay, mud, rain, reflections, memories-and crafts them into poems that, like nuts, carry home both meaning and potential. A self-taught poet and life-long resident of Mid-Missouri, Columbia specifically, Dan draws on the natural seasonal rhythms of the American Midwest, paying attention to violets in spring, firelight under trees in the fall, the cold condensation of water on…mehr

Produktbeschreibung
"A poet wants words" Dan Cullimore writes, . . . "to carry home . . . useful as nuts." In this, his first and only published collection of poems, Dan collects words and images made of the everyday materials around him-- clay, mud, rain, reflections, memories-and crafts them into poems that, like nuts, carry home both meaning and potential. A self-taught poet and life-long resident of Mid-Missouri, Columbia specifically, Dan draws on the natural seasonal rhythms of the American Midwest, paying attention to violets in spring, firelight under trees in the fall, the cold condensation of water on glass in winter, and the heft of Missouri mud after summer rain. These are poems to sit with. They reward careful reading with insight. Funded in part by FLP's One Last Word Program.
Autorenporträt
"A poet wants words," Dan Cullimore writes in the first poem of this collection... "to carry home...useful as nuts." A life-long resident of Central Missouri, Dan was a well-known advocate for neighbors and neighborhoods, for things that grow, for things that have been lovingly crafted, and for things that have stood the test of time. Less widely-known, except among a small circle of friends, is his skill as poet, shown here for the first time. Each poem is reflectively crafted from the materials at hand-clay, mud, rain, reflections, flowers, people. They carry his voice and his eye and ear for the unique, the long-lived, and the hand made.