Fleda Brown is the author of Driving With Dvorák (University of Nebraska Press, 2010) and seven poetry collections, which have won a Pushcart Prize, the Felix Pollak Prize, the Philip Levine Prize, and have twice been a finalist for the National Poetry Series. Brown’s poems have appeared in such places as Kenyon Review, Southern Poetry Review, and American Poetry Review, and have been used as texts for prize-winning musical compositions performed at Eastman School of Music, Yale University, and by the Pittsburgh New Music Ensemble. Brown is professor emerita at the University of Delaware, and former poet laureate of Delaware. She now lives in Traverse City, Michigan.

Other poems by Fleda Brown in Verse Daily:
December 19, 2008:   "The Dead" "The dead are disorderly. If they rot, worms..."
August 27, 2008:   "Scavengers" "They're out there rattling their trailers..."
October 25, 2006:   "Trillium" " The universe prefers..."
December 2, 2005:   "Under The Eaves" " Two cottage mice: one trapped, neck snapped..."
August 3, 2005:   "The Death of Cleone "Of course she mistook..."
September 20, 2004:  "Indian River Inlet" "March: nothing here but a blank Tinkertoy city of docks..."
August 20, 2003:  "Water Rising" "When the polar ice caps melt..."

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Other poems on the web by Fleda Brown:
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"Here, In Silence, Are Eight More"

Fleda Brown's Website.

Fleda Brown According to Wikipedia.

About No Need of Sympathy:

"Fleda Brown is a poet of transformation and attention. One reads her poems and finds oneself changed by the trajectory, the engagement... it is the magical navigation from one observation, one glimpse or inkling, to an explosion of understanding and impression that is and deserves to be Fleda Brown’s unique claim."
—Laura Kasischke

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