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ISBN-13: | 9780809337477 |
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Publisher: | Southern Illinois University Press |
Publication date: | 10/03/2019 |
Series: | Crab Orchard Series in Poetry |
Edition description: | 1st Edition |
Pages: | 94 |
Product dimensions: | 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.40(d) |
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HAY CUTTINGFincastle, Virginia, 1803 The sky is just as I imagine an ocean, vast & unmarred by cloud. I have yet to learn to walk among the seedheads knowing with my palms their story of moisture, of readiness. The dew whisked off now into light, the reapers gather at the edges of the grass, having spent the morning snarling their blades against grindstones in a flurry of deadly sparks. They move together across the rows, blurring in the heat, their scythes like a flock of steel birds released from the field. BREAD ALONE Having accidentally thrown out their decade-old sourdough culture, the bakers at Park Avenue come to my friend Nick at the Sweet Grass & ask, can he find it in his heart to share a dollop of starter with them, but though he is kind about it, though he says, ask me for sugar, for flour, for honey brewed by bees from high mountain meadows beyond the valley, no, he cannot give them a bit of the batter that dwells in a plastic bucket by his rusty ovens, birthed 150 years ago in the windy darkness of a kitchen in Great Falls at the hands of a Scotch sheepherder plying yeast with water, with wheat that bloomed & died in the surrounding plains, risen from the wild, the dough a thing with breath, souring into a richness he feeds, & folds, hungrily alive in his long freckled hands, like the voice blazing in a coal worn in a bag below the throat, talisman & torch, the voice that gives the price for day-old bread, the voice vowing the simple, leavening power of its love, the voice of some god howling year after year among the trees. BRINGING HOME THE BULLFincastle, 1806 He follows, docile furnace of red hide & horn. The wheels of his hooves clobber stones. Father carries only a bucket, swinging from his elbow for the miles he drove the monster with neither lead nor hook. What a trap for a vast heart, for hot rivers of blood beneath the twitching rusty coat, under the creasing knees & rolling haunch, the velvet sack of his underbelly. Hide is flesh, & also my first instinct. But no, I'm no child, & coursing in me this need: to come to him steady, find that heat echoed in my wrists, between us all sinew, flame, & thew. APRIL & THE IRON-EATERSBerkeley Pit: Butte Should we call the snow geese foolish for not having known that the green lake amidst the yellow rock where the waters of the nation divide was in fact a pit of poison more acidic than a can of Coke? Perhaps. Though let's not blame them, especially the ones that perished, floated like sacked pillows on the still surface or sank bottomward a thousand feet down, toward the gleaming arsenic, sulfide still sputtering from mineshafts like a toxic starfield without the light of fusion. Now, fireworks & loudspeakers warn migrators: Move on, there is no birth, no shelter, no solace here. Except of course for the extremophiles repairing in the earth's harsh dark their own haggard DNA, among them Euglena mutabilis, which pulls ore from the water to store within its single cell, then belches air. Ghostly metal-belly, bizarre homemaker, that as it swims is forging of waste its version of spring. IN THE DIVORCE, PATRICIA GOT THE MAMMOTH BONE She takes it from the mantel: ulna, skeletal wedge mapped with hairline cracks, & offers me the bare billow of its weight, creeklike scrapes in the bone where Alaskan ground squirrels gnawed toward the marrow. We run our palms over it, consider setting our teeth to its edge, imagine scavengers scattering when along came something bigger. Hunger's warm rhythm is here in the white scar of seeking, of fang on bone our fingers trace, ghost-tonguing this path, this past, its precious fracture.
Table of Contents
Hay Cutting 1
I Montana
52 Hertz 5
The Pleasuring Ground, or This Week in Animal News 6
Gates of the Mountains 7
The Valley of a Thousand Haystacks 9
At the Farmers Union's Women's Conference … 10
Butte Tango 12
Vultures: Collective Noun 13
Hiking to Goldbug Hot Springs, I Consider… 14
Bread Alone 15
Double Ekphrastic: Charles Willson Peale's… 16
II Virginia, 1804-1808
Chestnut Sabbath 21
Waiting to Ride 22
Science Lesson 23
Bringing Home the Bull 24
Completion of the Jackson Ferry Shot Tower 25
Field Clearing, after the Wedding 26
Hawk Moth 27
III Montana
Mastodon 31
April & the Iron-Eaters 32
Love Song of the Barred Owl 33
Ode to the Come-Along 34
Know You from Adam 36
Endless Forms Most Beautiful 37
In the Divorce, Patricia Got the Mammoth Bone 38
Mantis 39
Strange Things the Animals Do 40
Winter in Montana: Lewis's List 41
IV Saint Louis, Missouri, 1808-1818
A Tour of the Elm Street Office of the Missouri Gazette … 45
On the Death of Meriwether Lewis 47
The River Where You Forgot My Name 48
Unrest: Addressing the Great Comet 49
Leap Year & the New Madrid Earthquakes 50
Lullaby for Jean Baptiste 51
Hymn to Distance 52
The Coming of the Zebulon M. Pike… 53
Teaching Meriwether the Piano 54
Dead Reckoning 55
On the Cancer 56
V Montana
Still Life with Copper Creek & the Unabomber 59
Anti-Ars Poetica 61
Arrow Marks Spot Where His Dash to a Terrible Ending Occurred 62
This Is Your Love Poem, Al 63
A Bird in the Hand 64
Tracing It: On the Death of Meriwether Lewis 65
Hatch 66
Maybe I Should Eat That 67
The Air Gun & the Stuffed Pony 68
Post
Blessed Are Those Who Dwell in Your House 73
A Prayer in Closing 74
Notes 77
Acknowledgments 79