From Mystery Cave
WalkingIt is winter, I am alone on the path.This hard Earth meets each stride with the sting of cold rejection,my …
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Dust Bowl
After James Wright It is bare mournful ground.The deep roots are gone.Houses, barns, wagons, hay rakessit empty, hushed, bleached by …
Evening
The night sounds, your voice returning naked, crickets folded into the wall.Fields retreat to their dark creases.Light through the window …
Three More From Mystery Cave State Park
WomanWith heart-shaped legsshe mounts the long stairsto sleep in a shaft of warm light,like some tall dark church on a …
The Night My Fever Broke
After James Wright I could hear him sobbingas with slow trembling handshe carefully packed his bag.Tears streaming, he slouched to …
Storytelling
Characters translucent with heartacheare at war with what it means to be alive.The past is never useless, no day typical.Stories …
Three From Mystery Cave State Park
SpelunkerDeep in the Earth, impregnable silence,darkness consumes my light, my body is a cinder,I am the ashes of loneliness. Background …
Evening at the Owatonna Library
This memory glows in my mind like the Milky Way in November… Skeleton trees bow gracefully in the sharp air,beyond, …
Journey
Light slants in from the West.Everything in the room casts a shadow.Shadows, approximations of truth,scatter like ashes on the carpet. …
Docking the Boat
The boat eases into her winter berth,bouncing from tire to tire.Night falls, the light is gone. A foghorn sounds its …
Poetry on the run 