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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Before I Entered Time I'm not blowing smoke, nor am I a sage. It's a simple condition: The universe may as well not have been before
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‘Tis The Little Things ‘tis the little things, y' know. the way we came to inhabit a sphere ninety-three million miles from a blazing star
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I saw myself a ring of bone I saw myself in the clear stream of all of it and vowed, always to be open to it
Whatchamacallit She's dead , he said. So's he , said she. Kicked the bucket , he said. Bought the farm, said she.
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?
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