Daniel Lawless is the founder and editor of the monthly online magazine Plume: A Journal of Contemporary Poetry, and the Plume anthologies, which appear in print annually. His poems have been published in Ploughshares, Prairie Schooner, FIELD, and The American Journal of Poetry, among many others. Lawless has lived and taught in France and the UK, and now resides in St. Petersburg, Florida. He writes critical essays and conducts author interviews. He received a grant from The Shifting Foundation in 2018. Louisville 1984-1974, is the title of his forthcoming book, comprising a number of prose poems and sketches drawing on his youthful experiences in that city.

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Other poems on the web by Daniel Lawless :
Three poems
"The Gun My Sister Killed Herself With"
"Metope, Tagalog, Raskolnikov"
Two poems
Two poems
Two poems
Two poems
Four poems
"From Books and Correspondances A Short History of Decay, E.M. Cioran"

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About The Gun My Sister Killed Herself With:

"THE GUN MY SISTER KILLED HERSELF WITH is a guided tour of the whirlwind. Behind the sizzle and torque of Lawless' charged poetry, there's the blade of the actual. Violence is a fact, absolutes are fragile, extinction is at Safeway. Lawless' fierce and tender insights inscribe themselves in the awareness that insight can't undo hurt. But if beauty is the beginning of terror--and Rilke is hidden in this book--terror leads to beauty: the thrill of rolling the dice breath by breath against impossible odds, a wild subversive wit, a disabused but utterly genuine romantic lyric. Always the lens zooms in to the visceral: "the bare patch rubbed raw on a cat's paw--/for some, that's the soul..." THE GUN MY SISTER KILLED HERSELF WITH is unforgettable work, essential reading for a day at the beach or a cozy winter evening in a world that could shatter at a breath."
—D. Nurkse

"The whole gritty world is Daniel Lawless' muse, a planet where women go mad, cars are wrecked, arms lost, wrists slit, and through it all the poet 'wears time like a dark suit' and pulls together the images of the past and all its chaotic delirium into a gorgeous opera that's like a collaboration between Mozart and a wildman screaming on a street corner about the owl in his head. These poems take words and make them beating flesh and blood. A dark and beautiful collection."
—Barbara Hamby

"Daniel Lawless starts this riveting new collection with a Vined 'A' and is wise enough not to end it with a Vined 'Z.' He knows life is not that neat and orderly—these poems spark on all cylinders with dizzying leaps of imagery, surprise, and insight. Exquisitely rendered, they keep us on our toes with their packed intensity, their dark, wicked humor, their duende, their talking in tongues—whatever you want to call it, Lawless has it. Have your paper and pens ready, for you, like me, may find yourself wanting to savor and repeat the many memorable lines from this book. 'Listen to this,' I say, reading these lines aloud to friends. And to you readers, I also say, 'Listen to this.'"
—James Daniels