Works
- Into the Stone and Other Poems (1960)
- Drowning with Others (1962)
- Two Poems of the Air(1964)
- Helmets (1964)
- Buckdancer's Choice: Poems (1965) —winner of the National Book Award
- Poems 1957-67 (1967)
- The Achievement of James Dickey: A Comprehensive Selection of His Poems (1968)
- The Eye-Beaters, Blood, Victory, Madness, Buckhead and Mercy (1970)
- Deliverance (1970)
- Exchanges (1971)
- Jericho: The South Beheld (1974) (with Hubert Shuptrine)
- The Zodiac (1976)
- Veteran Birth: The Gadfly Poems 1947-49 (1978)
- Head-Deep in Strange Sounds: Free-Flight Improvisations from the unEnglish (1979)
- The Strength of Fields (1979)
- Falling, May Day Sermon, and Other Poems (1981)
- The Early Motion (1981)
- Puella (1982)
- Värmland (1982)
- False Youth: Four Seasons (1983)
- For a Time and Place (1983)
- Intervisions (1983)
- The Central Motion: Poems 1968-79 (1983)
- Bronwen, The Traw, and the Shape-Shifter: A Poem in Four Parts (1986)
- Alnilam (1987)
- The Eagle's Mile (1990)
- The Whole Motion: Collected Poems 1949-92 (1992)
- Float Like a Butterfly, Sting Like the Bee
- To The White Sea (1993)
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