Iowa City: Early Aprilby Robert Hass This morning a cat—bright orange—pawing at the one patch of new grass in the sand-and tanbark-colored leaves. And last night the sapphire of the raccoon’s eyes in the beam of the flashlight.He was climbing a tree beside the house, trying to get onto the porch, I think, for aContinue reading “Iowa City: Early April by Robert Hass”