Gary Whitehead

(Pawtucket Rhode Island)

Gary Whitehead
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Gary Joseph Whitehead is an American poet, painter, and cruciverbalist. He is the author of Measuring Cubits while the Thunder Claps (David Robert Books, 2008), The Velocity of Dust (Salmon/Dufour Editions, 2004), After the Drowning (Finishing Line Press), A Cool, Dry Place (White Eagle Coffee Store Press), and Walking Back to Providence (Sow's Ear Press). His work has appeared worldwide in journals, magazines and newspapers and most notably in The New Yorker and Poetry.

His awards include a New York Foundation for the Arts Individual Artist Fellowship in Poetry, two Galway Kinnell Poetry Prizes, a Pearl Hogrefe Fellowship at Iowa State University, and a Princeton University ... more »

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  • Beth Lapointe(3/23/2019 1:22:00 PM)

    A Writer's Almanac led me to read Driving All Night, which compelled me to see what else I could learn of you before I take the trip to Gibson's. You gave me titles, and words of things that make me nostalgic and comfortable like used books, tumbleweeds, chickens, and I think grey flowers, and then Plum Island. Then disagreeable like cold houses, Pawtucket, crossword puzzles. Thank you for a thoughtful and unexpected March afternoon.

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Best Poem of Gary Whitehead

A Used Book

When I open its pages my dog stirs
from his repose on the couch beside me
to sniff at the spine and trim. His gray ears
lift to listen, and I hear what he hears:
traffic horns, a teapot's whistle, the purrs
of the reader's cats on her old settee.

What was she doing reading such heady
stuff so early on a Saturday—sun
not yet risen, her lover still asleep?
The book, I guess, her company to keep,
and the cats, while the light kept its steady
course across her floor. Paris or London,

I imagine, though it was probably
San Francisco, a streetcar passing...

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