Poetry. "A poetry of genuine ambition reaches as far into the past as it does into the future, creates its forward motion by radicalizing its relation to tradition. What is 'the news' remains always in the present tense. This wisdom, in part, drives Timothy David Orme's work--drives it, pushes it, but does not fully explain it. The world is the news, so are the flowers, and so are the birds. How we gain word of these facts, these facts in which we exist, these facts we share with the poet, is by a language fraught with undoing that which it would express. Here is Romanticism's doubled-edge, held always against the throat of the singer. In these poems--in which the candle enjoys its own burning, in which the nightingale sings to expand its voice--there is innocence without naivete. The singer is one who sings. Orme knows this: he is a singer. That singing, it is a celebration, yes--but it is a celebration rebounding into consequence. Each syllable offers us its ethic inside of the song"--Dan Beachy-Quick.

Author City: BOISE, ID USA

Timothy David Orme was born. He grew up in Idaho--for the most part. He graduated with Honors from Boise State University with an English Degree with a Writing Emphasis in 2003, and then stayed at BSU until he received his Master's in 2005. While at Boise State Tim worked closely with many of the professors, but particularly the poets, and published poems in a variety of both print and online literary journals. During graduate school he published his first nonfiction essay, "Why I Love Gay Men." Since completing graduate school, Tim has taken up independent and sometimes experimental filmmaking. His short films have appeared in festivals all over the world. When he is not making films, Tim makes commercials, fruit drinks, and whatever else necessary to earn a living. His first book of poems, CATALOGUE OF BURNT TEXT, was published through BlazeVOX Books in the summer 2009.

Reviews and Other Links
http://tsky-reviews.blogspot.com/2009/12/timothy-david-ormes-catalogue-of-burnt.html
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