David Gregory Welch is the author of The Book of Echoes (JackLeg Press, 2025), Everyone Who Is Dead (Spork Press, 2018), and a chapbook, It Is Such a Good Thing to Be In Love With You (The Laurel Review/Midwest Chapbook Series, 2015).

Other poems by David Gregory Welch in Verse Daily:
April 15, 2020:   "Georges Gilles de la Tourrette" "I gave my name..."
March 18, 2015:   "Wonderful" "I do not wish, the boy said, to be honest with you...."

Other poems on the web by David Gregory Welch:
Seven poems
"The Forest Was Destroyed by the Introduction of Grazing Goats"
"Upper Peninsula"
"Indicators of the Probability of Rain"
"Wild Asparagus"

David Welch's Website.

About The Book of Echoes:

"The Book of Echoes is a tour de force of the internal voice, one that's sent out into the world and comes back in myriad waves, demonstrating the complicated, beautiful, and varied nature of the human mind. Taking on the voice of Robert Creeley, David Gregory Welch asks: 'these / days what isn't / a religion?' and these poems answer that question time and time again: what we might seek from the outside world can also be found within the striations of the self, 'a heart / full of wet sand // beating beside the ocean.'"
—Adam Clay

"The Book of Echoes is a song not easily sung. 'I'm alive and live in my failure to live,' David Gregory Welch writes, the imperative clanging against his deft and lyrical restraint. Through captivating accounts of Tourette syndrome, Welch's language mirrors repeated movements and sounds, embodying Auden's vision of poetry as 'a way of happening, a mouth.' 'Look,' he writes, 'I cannot move the way you hope I do, a blanket / in the breeze of its own control'. David Gregory Welch's poems celebrate and transform the body's limits in this intoxicating, unforgettable collection."
—Jenny Molberg

"Echoes are born of depth and dimension, in cavernous, resonant, and hard spaces. The Book of Echoes makes that kind of space: deep and expansive, rich and complex. Within it, David Gregory Welch's surreal poems ricochet and careen. They startle and rivet. Biting in its politics, singular in its observations, heartfelt in its confessions, his is a voice that resonates and lingers so that long after the reading is done, the poems remain and remain and remain."
—Jaswinder Bolina