Grieving Moon
Grieving Moon The house bears down on him from up the hill. He hunkers, a distant moon, uneasy on the front…
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Running the River Regret
Running the River Regret It’s an easy put-in, but Bull Sluice to Shoulder Bone is a run of holes that might claim…
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Since April
Since April Your mother has died, You are motherless. These are two distinct pains. One follows you, room to room, a…
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In the Face of Such Abundance
In The Face of Such Abundance This lovely, laden spring has left me quivering, a mouth just kissed. The bloom on…
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Always in August
Always in August Festooned in flaming trumpet vine and daylilies, tomatoes just coming on, really, and afternoons still bearing down on our…
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Between Love and a Hard Place
Between Love and a Hard Place Just days after he moved his young bride into the house, he went on a rampage,…
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Almost Home
Almost Home Urging my brother’s car north, away from the hot and straining airport, I will the flat land to pass away…
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And Haven’t Things Always Been Falling Down Around Us
And Haven’t Things Always Been Falling Down Around Us Come. Forty years gone, I can still show you the ruins we used…
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The Names of Things
The Names of Things All this desperate searching, striving, buttoned up to your chin in absolutes. For you, brother, I say…
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Before the Age of Twelve
Before the Age of Twelve Mapped the surrounding terrain, Oakey Mountain to Stamp Knob, a system of criss- crossing trails: turkey and…
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