Jim Culleny is a journalist who writes for 3 Quarks Daily, primarily focusing on poetry. His articles consist of a weekly series of poems, with each day of the week featuring a new poem. Jim's work explores the beauty and power of language through the lens of poetry.
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Jim Culleny's work predominantly involves opinion editorials and expert commentary, with a focus on scientific, cultural, societal topics as well as family and relationships. Given the nature of his coverage attributes and themes covered, he would be most receptive to pitches offering thought-provoking perspectives on these subjects.
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Song Behind a Rear-Tined Tiller They believed consciousness resided in the heart, Aristotle believed this, and the Egyptians
Rattling My Cage Are you looking at me ? I say to the mountain which moves as I run the tiller down the row. ad
Damocles In perilous times we join the otherworld, the one that's outside our bubble ad who's driving this bus?
Purse Strings My mind's a purse in which I keep my stash if its purse strings are loose I might add to its load
Notes From a Pioneer On a Speck in Space Few things that grow here poison us. Most of the animals are small.
Fun In Space Call me nomad. Rootlessness is my routine. From where I stand space seems to beg for exploration
“This is conclusive, and if men are capable of any truth, this is it.” …………………………………………………. —Blaise Pascal, on his wager Blaise's Place
If you talk about it, it's not Tao If you name it, it's something else What can't be named is eternal Naming splits the eternal to smithereens
The Music of What Happens The music of what happens begins with the bottom line of drums —percussion, the thumps of
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