Farmhouse Evening
The television in the background is a game of blind man’s bluff. The small wind beneath the tree may be …
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Return to the Sun
Off highway 60 near Mankato some men pull their trucks off the road and jump out to chase deer through …
Bandana Square
I could be afraid of dying among shards of sweetgrass tall enough to swallow the sky but I spend my …
The Owatonna Library
A black bear rears up ponders the long ripple in the grass beyond, the space of its wake in the …
Watching Nightfall at Land’s End, Maine
Early stars hang over the water, birds frozen in the sky. Gulls circle, drop from the sky for crabs …
self-exam (my body is a cage) by Nick Flynn : The Poetry Foundation
self-exam (my body is a cage) by Nick Flynn : The Poetry Foundation. Do this: take two fingers, place them …
Ephemera
This is a very fine poem…
Van Morrison…
Fly Like Picasso
It’s not often one gets a picture of what an artist’s soul looks like…
Reading Plato
A glass menagerie clear crystal animals, light filtered by venetian blinds makes them fluid on the wall. Moving as …
Poetry on the run 