The tender, alert, searching scenes Gary Beaumier puts into his second volume of poetry, Dented Brown Fedora, will make any reader pause, sink back down to ear, eye, skin, drink in every breath, blade, and branch. He holds words in his palms, strokes them. His lines are not just vividly imagined. They have an uncanny ability to become a stethoscope by which we listen in to many hearts and hear how a landscape's heart beats.
Gary is a resident of Port Washington, WI.