Paul Dickey published poetry in Kansas Quarterly, Karamu, Quartet, and Nimrod, in the 1970s. After taking a hiatus while concentrating on family and a career in data processing, Dickey started to publish again in 2003. Since then, he has published poetry and fiction in about 100 literary journals, both print and online. His first poetry chapbook What Wisconsin Took was published by the Parallel Press in 2006. His poetry has been anthologized in An Introduction to the Prose Poem (Firewheel Editions, 2009) and Nebraska Presence: An Anthology of Poetry(Backwaters Press, 2007). Dickey has an MA in the History and Philosophy of Science from Indiana University, Bloomington, and he studied writing poetry and fiction at Wichita State University in the 1970s, primarily with Bienvenido Santos. He is married and has three adult children, one grandson, and one granddaughter. Retired from his data processing career, he now teaches philosophy in Omaha, Nebraska at Metropolitan Community College.

Books by Paul Dickey:

Other poems on the web by Paul Dickey:
"Wheat State Salvation"
"A Knack for Losing Things"
Two poems
"Against Pots"
"Walking on Water"
"Breaking Into Unlocked Hearts"
Two poems

About They Say This Is How Death Came into the World:

"The poems in They Say This Is How Death Came into the World are full of sly twists and turns, surprising nuances, and witty insights. At once profound and mischievous, wicked and accurate, serious and comic, they offer a reflection of reality that appears at first glance to be a fun-house mirror. I recommend that one read these poems with caution, and then read them again."
—Nin Andrews

"Whether it’s a poem about (or around) Mark Rothko’s painting Yellow Band or a prose poem about 'Mowing the Lawn' that pauses with Husserl’s phenomenology, Dickey’s poetry is grounded in a recognition that, to quote Sherwood Anderson, 'each truth [is] a composite of a great many vague thoughts,' all equally beautiful and disturbing, somber and happy."
—Michel Delville

"Many, many lives converge in They Say This Is How Death Came into the World like the illusion of parallel lines converging on the horizon. What seems quiet layers ice on a roiling maelstrom. We skid from poem to poem and when we break through we have a new home and a new idea for uttering familiar words."
—Gian Lombardo.