Poetry
Winter 1986
Bennett’s Star
discovered in 1886 A great-grandfather, once dubbedthe Galileo of the wheatfields,stood one night at his eyepiece,focusing all his powers on a palepunctilio of heaven; a shy fire,but nonetheless celestial. […]
Poetry
Winter 1986
Deep-Sea Fishing
We cannot guess what worldsthe thick lines drop to find;300, 500 feet below, fishhover without thoughtsin coral caves,in the arms of kelp,night and day alikeuntil the hook sets; up,up, they […]
Poetry
Winter 1986
Night Drive
The old dispute; do we think in wordsor images that words find? Last nightdriving through the black hollowsof prairie between small townsyou passed a refinery’s big stack,aimed at the moon, […]
Poetry
Summer 1988
A Postcard
In thanks for a gift In this photograph taken at the turnOf the century my great-grandmother Sits in the parlor on a straight-backed chair, Her posture rectilinear. Her hair, Which […]
Poetry
Summer 1988
Major Bennett
I stood behind him on the booming range. He spoke the word and brittle birds appeared To half-ascend the open sky, before The air’s upheaval shook them into smoke. The […]
Poetry
Summer 1988
The Children
This is where they swarmed from prairie mornings, Cold with solitude, to learn: the one-room Schoolhouse, empty now, broken and aslant On the skyline, birds nesting in the stove, The […]