







An excerpt—
Thirty-seven years ago I lived on this farm.
The house my father built is still here, but the elms are gone.
Seven miles from town
up the pock-marked road doesn’t seem so
far now.
grey gravel path, dust brown rye, oxblood barn
lime green grass edges the sky
I believe in proclamation and in whispers
in chaos and our frantic need
to be contained
in leaves and puddles, reason and tangibility
the grace of your touch
your disappointment
which is not the same as mine
I believe
in necessary means but I do not believe in whatever
Musique D'ameublement (for Erik Satie)
the ideal
is no better than what already is,
because we are nourished from above
mostly
by the sun
Horenswurdigkeiten-things worth hearing
nothing is better than to listen to the sea
for the way it comes into being in the moment
it ceases to exist-like listening to and looking at the sea.
Back on the Farm – Tree Bernstein
Cloudless Sky – Darrin Daniel
Things I Believe in – Laura Wright
Returning Home for a Brief Visit – Randy Roark
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