Monthly Archives: July 2016

To Cristin, Whom the Cancer Took

I suppose corn still grows in Iowa, tall and green as August looms. And I suppose cottonwoods still form a haze along the banks of shallow creeks. I still see you beside Island rivers on summer mornings. A mist rises. … Continue reading

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July Lindens

Late July, and now The lindens are in blossom—- The heat of the day Pours down through them, drenching us In this pungent arousal

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The Full Moon and I

The full moon and I Ignored each other for months Beside the harbour Last night we rose together And stared one another down

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Fisher Folk

Each July I watch Blue heron in the shallows Intent on fishing Like my brother—tall, thin, still— But he always brings me trout

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Japanese Lilacs

July startles me Each year with these still moments On day after day Threaded with sweet molecules Torn from Japanese lilacs

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Why It’s Called “Middle-Age”

I move less and fart more than a little, And once-rare complaints in joints are refrains Begun as years bulged around my middle Like Appalachian foothills edging plains.

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Rain in the Grass

Last night I listened to the rain Whispering of scythes in the grass. I lay in bed alone. I knew the stars had wrapped themselves Like blades in rags of clouds and fell As water onto stone. The restless wind … Continue reading

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