matthew daddona

The first trip we took was out of this world. I thought the Hague was a bar where tourists learned the lay of the land. Sometimes I think gravity is only a word. Other times I seek its permanence. Would you dance if I asked you to and, after doing so, would you thank me?

MATTHEW DADDONA has published poetry, fiction and reviews in The Adirondack Review, Gigantic, Forklift, Ohio, The Southampton Review, The Rumpus, Tin House, Bomb, The Brooklyn Rail, Joyland, Slice, Electric Literature, Tuesday; An Art Project, InDigest, and elimae, among others.

In 2011, he collaborated on a chapbook with poet/scholar Tim Wood, using Wittgenstein’s aphorisms as poetic conversation. He is the recipient of an Academy of American Poets prize and a Beatrice Dubin Rose award.

By day he works as an assistant editor at Plume, an imprint of Penguin Random House, as well as an editor at the Tottenville Review. He has completed his second chapbook and is currently at work on two collaborative projects: a photography-poetry exhibit focused around synesthesia, and a series of poems to be accompanied by solo piano.