Dear Friends

 

 

An old letter from you—

I close my eyes to read the rest.

                                                                       

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This poem originally appeared in Poetry Northwest, and this edition is a from a broadside printed by the Clamshell Press. 

 

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Roadkill haiku--see more when you follow me on Twitter:

 

 

Sometimes just living takes faith, calling the cat by petting the air


 

 

 

 

Jack Rabbit



With his claw-hammer ears,

and his too-big hind legs

he's too fleet to be

graceful, in flight

all air, away and away, erratic


and determined.

We want so much.

All summer we schemed,

where to store hopes,

how to spend them.

The fire crews along the two-lane

burned the brush,

creosote and sage,

searing it all to black hush,


and still the long season

would never end.

It ends now.

Even to see

where I escape

he says, you will


be forced and forced

again to ignorance.

Fire char, struck


by his leap, smoking

carbon. Now and now,

slashed mesquite,


flung rye-weed, liberator

from ennui, thief

of expectation. Gone.

And still there.


 

 

 

The above poem first appeared in Commonweal

 

 



 



 

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