Dalton Day is the author of Exit, Pursued (Plays Inverse) and Actual Cloud (SalO Press), and a recipient of a James A. Michener fellowship. His poems have appeared in publications including The Offing, Columbia Poetry Review, and PANK, among others. He lives somewhere between North Carolina, Georgia, and Texas.
Dalton's poems in this book consistently do my favorite thing that a poem can do, which is to jar a strange image from my own life out of wherever it's been hiding and flourish it in the new light the poem creates. These poems created a hole in me and then filled it with bees that reminded me of my childhood. These poems took my memories of childhood and shaped them like clay on a wheel into a teacup that holds sound. They reminded me of a mountain range I once saw from the highway after seven hours of driving alone. They made me feel alone and yet so, so held."
Lovely surreal prose poems full of You and I. Dalton Day's voice makes me happy cry. This collection also features: dogs, bears, burning houses, dogs, owls inside of bodies, kissing for the first time, dogs, the beginning and end of existence, hummingbirds, dogs, cigarettes, tree houses, and many many more dogs.
Dalton Day is really accessible, in a great way. Sometimes poetry can be dense and difficult to find an entry point. Not the case with Day. "Interglacials" is another example of the quick and concise wit they're so fluent in, as well as the sudden emotional punch that lands so cleanly. Lots of references to dogs, too!
You are part horse part human & I love you. You are part hurricane part tiny cute knife & I love you. You are part Satan I love you. You are part heaven part vulgar graffiti of a zombie & I won't let anybody paint over you & I love you.