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RELICS
He read a story of another time, of a land before dam that defined it now: boom of the build and abandonment after—emigration of the people when means for way of life no longer remained; communities around church, only two, either one or the other—neither place nor welcome for his Catholic blood, […]
ALL A GUESS
You can tell when a storm is near—even unseen in sky. Temperature change, by body shivers in constant of tractor’s cab. I turn the heater on, 86 degrees outside—winter-breeze moment before’s 92. There are shadows to the southwest, haze of not-formed cloud. From this, cloud becomes. There shadow streaks beneath, contrails of rain’s […]
WEST OF TOWN
I plant the last of our first-crop fields, our only west of town. It is different country, as near as it is to the rest, and I feel an adventure and sense of levity as I drive into rolling hills of open land. Black-eyed Susan’s and day lilies line the ditches of the narrow, […]
MAGIC OR GOD-GIVEN
They are just a few notes, same chords all play—but they are different from certain hands and certain souls, and you feel it right away. It’s something I can’t do, no matter how I’ve tried. Such is not my medium for affecting and touching souls, but when I hear it, I know it’s magic […]
REPLANT
I replant the field. Most-ideal of a non-ideal situation—it didn’t work. Looking over field post-emergence, you can see the slopes and seeps and holds where water keeps—all of them were drowned, blank spots in stand of corn. July, I plant beans. Money for the nitrogen is lost; but decomposition of the ground […]
HEART OF DAY
After, bed and her hair were mess—disheveled in their strewn. Seeing, Anna laughed of a mirth in recognition of both in body and spirit’s stay in free. High of sun, beyond the morning, there was a difference in day and air. “What do you want to do […]
FROM PAGE
To his words, his touch and leaving, all of she enlivened: warmth of her skin, heighten of sense; imagination, vision, and see in mind; raise and tinge and nerves of her ends to sense and complete of vision’s see; lowering and slowing of breath as she gazed on open of they yellow […]
YELLOW CRÈME
“There is a beauty in the openness, don’t you think?” he asked to Anna as she sat at morning table in open light of open room, empty—open—page before her; lines of blind shadows and cast of pen, near to but not quite parallel, in crossing of the line-ruled spacing of the page; […]
FEAR TO FOLLOW
Wide open pasture, I keep to the path worn by habited hooves. It is easier, no grass or forage to catch and drag feet through; bare, solid ground, heading straight to destination I know—the drinker I turned off to encourage cattle to corral where I’ve worked them; treating and cleaning eyes because they […]