The New York Quarterly is an amazing, intelligent, crazy, creative, strange, and indispensable magazine. James Dickey amazecrazycreative Change image and share on social
There ain't nothin' to dyin', really. You just get tired. You kind of drift away. James Dickey driftdyinkind Change image and share on social
To say that its wrong to feel this way is not the point; you do feel it. All you see is a flash of fire and, depending on your altitude, you don't even see that sometimes. James Dickey altitudedependfeel Change image and share on social
To have guilt you've got to earn guilt, but sometimes when you earn it, you don't feel the guilt you ought to have. And that's what The Firebombing is about. James Dickey earnfeelfirebomb Change image and share on social
She was the Judy Garland of American poetry. James Dickey americangarlandjudy Change image and share on social
I want a fever, in poetry: a fever, and tranquillity. James Dickey feverpoetrytranquillity Change image and share on social
I want you to hear a new version of Dueling Banjos. Anyone else is welcome. James Dickey banjoduelinghear Change image and share on social
I think Ginsberg has done more harm to the craft that I honor and live by than anybody else by reducing it to a kind of mean that enables the most dubious practitioners to claim they are poets because they think, If the kind of thing Ginsberg does is poetry, I can do that. James Dickey claimcraftdubious share on social
A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain hoping to be struck by lightning. James Dickey hopelightningpoet Change image and share on social
The true feeling of sex is that of a deep intimacy, but above all of a deep complicity. James Dickey complicitydeepfelt Change image and share on social
