It’s Only Make Believe? by Lynn White The little cinema was packed, even if fictional, films about the locality were rare. And later, in the bar there was much discussion. The shots of the sheep blocking the road were appreciated. Well, our sheep were famous for their techniques of blockade. This was no fiction. ThereContinue reading “It’s Only Make Believe? by Lynn White”
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Cat Scarf—Arasta Bazaar by Joan Leotta
Cat Scarf—Arasta Bazaar by Joan Leotta Under the awning, in the Arasta Bazaar we pawed through the display in front of the silk shop— dozens of soft, splendid scarves shimmied in the breeze calling to our eyes and fingers. I spied among them, a silken swath replete with feline images. My daughter draped it overContinue reading “Cat Scarf—Arasta Bazaar by Joan Leotta”
Deer Fording the Missouri in Early Afternoon by Kevin L. Cole
Deer Fording the Missouri in Early Afternoon by Kevin L. Cole Perhaps to those familiar with their ways The sight would not have been so startling: A deer fording the Missouri in the early afternoon. Perhaps they would not have worried as much As I about the fragility of it all: Her agonizingly slow pace,Continue reading “Deer Fording the Missouri in Early Afternoon by Kevin L. Cole”
Interlude by John Hicks
Interlude by John Hicks I’m driving home for the weekend, toward sunset fading eastern Nebraska. Leaving the world of data mapping and test design. Route 44. County seat to county seat across Iowa. The last stop sign half an hour ago, I’m still an hour from the Missouri. Farmyard lights coming on encase barns andContinue reading “Interlude by John Hicks”
Karlu Karlu by Marilyn Humbert
Karlu Karlu by Marilyn Humbert The cold, razor wind of July scarves and scars the round red rocks, eucalypt leaves sigh in a modulated minor key. Burnt upright sticks cast slender shadows and untouched silk white boles flash in the ghost light of star fall. He pads soundless, wild and unkempt, dew dipped hair gleamsContinue reading “Karlu Karlu by Marilyn Humbert”
Winter, Lower Longley, Tasmania by Rafaella Del Bourgo
Winter, Lower Longley, Tasmania by Rafaella Del Bourgo with a butter knife I scrape frost off the inside of the kitchen windows and there they are again cow faces with their dark eyes noses breathing steam feet stamping in the snow like the lamb from the farm up the hill and the black cat theyContinue reading “Winter, Lower Longley, Tasmania by Rafaella Del Bourgo”
Irish Cow Circle by Maureen Grady
Irish Cow Circleby Maureen Grady I sat in a field of damp grass,in the very centerof a Neolithic stone circle,imagining a piece of theatreI’d love to direct there when eight cows approachedfrom the far edges of the field,came right up to me,until their big brown headsencircled me,crowded above me. And one by one,each lay downContinue reading “Irish Cow Circle by Maureen Grady”
Elegy for the Quagga by Sarah Lindsay
Elegy for the Quagga by Sarah Lindsay Krakatau split with a blinding noise and raised from gutted, steaming rock a pulverized black sky, over water walls that swiftly fell on Java and Sumatra. Fifteen days before, in its cage in Amsterdam, the last known member of Equus quagga, the southernmost subspecies of zebra, died. Most ofContinue reading “Elegy for the Quagga by Sarah Lindsay”
Rafaella Del Bourgo, Gazelle in the Berlin Zoo, 1966
Gazelle in the Berlin Zoo, 1966by Rafaella Del Bourgo I return to the gazelle, press up against the barsand she comes to me.My hand slips through, strokes the curving horn,bony socket of the eye.As long as I murmur into her ear,she will stay as close as the fence allows. Upon arrival in Berlin, address fromContinue reading “Rafaella Del Bourgo, Gazelle in the Berlin Zoo, 1966”
Kid, this is Iowa by Jeffrey Bean
Kid, this is Iowaby Jeffrey Bean everything we are is here—my dead grandmother as a girlhunting fireflies in tiger lilies,me throwing walnuts at gas cansby the barn, stomping mud puddles,my sticky hands lifting an appleto my mouth. Here are dogwoods and hills of corn that lead to more hillsof corn and more corn until theContinue reading “Kid, this is Iowa by Jeffrey Bean”
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