fall 2019
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Return to Home PageCherry Orchard Isabelle Ortner
Clouds Max Heinegg
Now She's Going to Get It Marjorie Silverman
Inherited Water View Looking at My Hand I See Her Robert Carr
Not really a father, John Sibley Williams
Concurrent Incidents I Flip a Coin and My Life Becomes Her Jaimie Gusman
Visionary Nebraska Katie Berger
Invocation I hold your ashes in my hand Angeline Schellenberg
The ice was coming nicely Matthew Schmidt
{steeple-chase} {grave-tending} {declining dessert} David Morgan O'Connor
Border Song: Within the Paper Spiral of Wasps Janet Youngdahl
Ladybug, Ladybug Cristalle Smith
reflex 800possessedmoments Edward Wells
Glory and the Neighbors Untidy Ending Lauren Camp
Wife Lessons Jody Burke-Kaiser
Dear Jennifer, Bridget Gage-Dixon
Powered By English Y Pronounced EE Meredith Quartermain
Dark Night Full of Stars After Trout in Siskiyou County Bruce Robinson
Women of Trachis Savannah Pulfer
Clouds
I play my class a live version, comparing 1969
to today. They believe in the advertised mantle,
the powwow of stars. As the cycle goes, weather.
What do they think of Joni’s manner, confidence
in her own tuning, how she starts with the familiar
clouds, then illusions, and then love? Much of adulthood
is looking at the last lines first, dowsing the cracked
ground for strategy. They doze the talk from desks’
divans, don’t marvel at Joni’s ascent to cirrus, the surety
of one above, who falls how she wants to: in liquid
grace notes through the weight-bearing grey. How
the beautiful song and its singer, my mind stays
ageless. The challenge when yearlings
wonder at the gifted water, debating thirst.