Daily Archives: May 5, 2016

Driftwood Beach Turtle

driftwood beach turtle, by Zack Jackson  … The Lake has tumbled your pieces smooth, grooved and waiting for artist’s hands to ask wordless questions. He gathers. Squints. Sees a body, a head, a swell of shell. Assembles. Pebbled sand greets … Continue reading

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Tiger Eye

…from some distance, Someone might have thought I was making a fire in my hands. – from Oranges, by Gary Soto   .. We have not yet peeled the sun from this insignificant sky, some bright bartered distance between us … Continue reading

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What Remains

(a Golden Shovel after the first line of The Cremation of Sam McGee, by Robert Service)   … Look there: because we are ghosts digging the strange small and savage broken things the forgotten world has ever done, we all invest our … Continue reading

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