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Poem | Ghost Trees

“Now a certain kind of scientist says / the weather in various parts of the world / is growing exhausted and just wants to lie down / for a nap”
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Poem | Full Moon

“She wanted to stop / At the side of a country road / And stand in the cold / Away from the lights of cars / And look at the full blood / Moon”
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Poem | The Problem of Evil

“The Problem of Evil’s doing well these days: / Five international meetings in one year! / I’ll skip that one in India next Spring, // Calcutta’s too depressing”
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Poem | Otter

“Winters in dark surf have given me / the silhouette of a wave rising / or just-spent, and the cold ocean / utters me like a whisper”
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Poem | Ode to Our Lady

“Lady, you are the portal for each prayer / whispered in my elation or despair / because I am unworthy of your Son, / Domine non sum dignus”
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Poem | Return to Rosebud

“On the south-facing slopes / so infernally dry / the yuccas spear the sky, / and all the righteous hopes / of ranchers are in vain / for a grass-growing rain”
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Poem | Darkness

“There are journeys without ways at all: / You pass through wastes of withered heath, / Through arguments / Like a comb’s teeth”
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Poem | January

“Winter is here now, ice / and the hunger of the chickadees / pushed out by squirrels / at the feeder, how the world / is for them”
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Poem | C 54

To the dirt that no longer moves / you offer a mask the way a flower / over and over is readied for mornings
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Poem | Vic's Auto Glass,

A place of hurt and waiting, shards and splinters, / Auto glass repairs, / Vic, grumpy and grouchy, / tells customers to shut up in his Italian accent.
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