THE POET


Daniel David MosesArtist's statement:

'My name is Daniel David Moses. I am the son of the late David Nelson Moses and Blanche Ruth Jamieson Moses. Debora Blanche Moses is my sister. I grew up on a farm on the Six Nations lands on the Grand River in southern Ontario. Through my father's line and in the band registry, I'm Delaware. Through my mother's line, I've got relations among the Tuscarora. I also claim sisters and brothers among two-spirited people. I'm a writer of plays, poems, essays and occasionally short fiction, perhaps because I still distrust the illusions of prose. Those of spoken language, I follow into an understanding of my home at the centre of the world. 'Breath is the one body', if I dare quote one of my own poems. Someday I will be a storyteller. Meanwhile, I live and learn in Kingston and Toronto and...'

Daniel David Moses

 

Original Artwork by Eric Ladelpha

 

Moses’ poetry has been published since 1974 and selected poems have been translated for readers in Chinese, Czech, French, German and Spanish.

You can find his poems published in prestigious international and national literary magazines such as Prism International, ARC, Atlanta Review, The Fiddlehead, Poetry Canada Review, Impulse Magazine, Prairie Fire, QUARRY, event and Exile, the Literary Quarterly.

They have appeared in collections such as:
Native Poetry in Canada, A Contemporary Anthology, edited by Jeanette C. Armstrong and Lally Grauer, Native Writers and Canadian Writing, edited by W.H. New, The Last Blewointment Anthology, Volume II, edited by bill bissett and First People, First Voices, edited by Penny Petrone.

Daniel now serves as a member of the Advisory Board of Oskana Poetry and Poetics book series of the University of Regina Press.

‘Moses’ voice is firm and assured, but oddly hard to define, combining a loose colloquial sprawl and a pared-down tenseness, an on-and-off leaning towards traditional fixed forms and rhyme patterns, a mythic imagination and an everyday chattiness. He writes in a world in which everything is not only possessed of consciousness, but seems engaged in thoughtful consideration of itself.’ - review of The White Line: Poems, written by Maggie Helwig for Books In Canada.