Michael Dickman Poems
- From The Lives Of My Friends What are the birds called in ...
- From The Canal Something breathes on a dead deer and the ...
- Shaving Your Father's Face First I get a father from some ...
- Dead Brother Super Hero You don't have to be ...
- Where We Live For John Guare I used to live in a mother ...
- Red Migraine The redbreast kills and kills itself ...
- Killing Flies I sit down for dinner with my dead ...
Michael Dickman is an American poet born August 20, 1975 in Portland, Oregon. His work has appeared in The New Yorker, The American Poetry Review, Field, Tin House, and Narrative Magazine.
Dickman attended and graduated from La Salle Catholic College Preparatory, after which he attended five colleges (Portland State, the University of San Francisco, Portland Community College, Marylhurst University and the University of Oregon). He received a fellowship from The James A. Michener Center for Writers at the University of Texas. In 2009, he received an Alfred Hodder Fellowship at Princeton University.
His poem "Returning to Church" was awarded the 2008 Narrative Prize by ... more »
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From The Lives Of My Friends
What are the birds called
in that neighborhood
There were dogs flying
from branch to
My friends and I climbed up the telephone poles to sit on the power lines dressed like
Their voices sounded like lemons
They were a smooth sheet
Not frightening at all
but beautiful, shiny and
full of promise
What kind of light
The lives of my friends spend all of their time dying and coming back and dying and
They take a break in summer