Edmund Davis Quinn
Edmund Davis Quinn (1974 / Madison, Wisconsin)
Biography of Edmund Davis Quinn
Just a poet living in Maine.
Edmund Davis Quinn Poems
Children Are Our Future
Children are our future, teach them well, teach them to love words, teach them to love poetry.
In this time of Thanksgiving and the holidays we think of abundance with the abundant harvest; abundant family and abundant friends. If we have this we are lucky for there are many other abundances
I Miss My Cross-Country Knees
I miss the runs exploring the day letting it wake Not in any hurry
Madman Of Fiction
This is dedicated to Harlan Ellison ——————
High school cross country,17, doing Indians up Grandview Hill, High school cross country,17, doing Indians up Grandview Hill, Skillman, NJ, September,1 991, brilliantly clear day. In the front of the line jogging, in the back of the line sprinting to the front, interval work.
Libraries are magic places Full of stories, full of learning. Books saying open me, borrow me, love me
The mansion on the hill Lonely in Winter Misses its summer residents
Modernity TVs, Stereos, IPhones, IPads, Kindles, Computers The future
Write poorly Write awful Terribly Frightfully
TVs, Stereos, IPhones, IPads, Kindles, Computers
Dishwashers, washing machines, throw away mops
Drano, Fracking, Clorox, Ammonia