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I was at a thing recently. Not my thing, a good thing. Luminosity filled the evening. In the pouring of … More

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I am at a thing. It is not my thing, it is someone else’s thing. Poets are there. People I … More

[S]everal things dovetailed in my mind, & at once it struck me, what quality went to form a Man … More

I have said goodbye to the poem. For a while, a long while, we were not even speaking. After the … More

ProsserIn winter two kinds of fields on the hillsoutside Prosser: fields of new green wheat, the slipsrising overnight out of … More