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Joanna Klink

Joanna Klink is the author of five books of poetry, most recently The Nightfields. She teaches at the Michener Center for Writers in Austin, Texas.

Nature's Nature: A Gathering of Poetry

May/June 2015

Dream of Hands

By Joanna Klink

Skies over fields, hatch-marks of rain. Rich smoke lifting from Plain hay-like things. When night fell again the eerie flute-call Of the elk felt like an arc of coins across […]

Nature's Nature: A Gathering of Poetry

May/June 2015

Processional

By Joanna Klink

If there is a world, let me be in it. Let fires arise and pass. The sky fill with evening air then sink across the woodlots and porches, the streams […]

Nature's Nature: A Gathering of Poetry

May/June 2015

Noctilucent

By Joanna Klink

Not only the roads. Not only the streamwater, raw against my face and hands. Not the painstaking ground faith that has kept me  here, the nerves and reeds rooting down […]

Poetry

Fall 2014

Stillways

By Joanna Klink

Except in darkness a fog has brushed against grass Except a rain moving through branches at night    has lifted away: from the window    you watch but don’t see Except in […]

Poetry

Fall 2014

Night on Land

By Joanna Klink

It must have seemed a long time to you, evenings and nights, breath by    breath, year by year, wind    on the bridge sweeping    away the soak of dusk so that […]

Poetry

Winter 2012

The Graves

By Joanna Klink

Sometimes on the steps you forget you are lasting in sunlight. You forget kinship, as when, through dusk, deer keep the color of the field. You forget rest, and a […]

Poetry

Winter 2012

Night Blindness

By Joanna Klink

Where will you be when I return to the town that once forced me out. I was well-lost in the eastern cities, running for trains and burning down, in my […]

Poetry

Winter 2012

The Graves

By Joanna Klink

How many days? Days we arrive at evening not knowing their meaning. For a moment your hand catching the bone of my hip filled our aloneness, but the orders inside […]

Poetry

Spring 2007

Thoughts on Fog

By Joanna Klink

for the realist Fog-locked for three weeks we breathed the haze that hung on trees   and hooped the mountain-town, a valley pooled with the stuff of nothing. A hand could […]

Poetry

Summer 2004

And Having Lost Track

By Joanna Klink

And having lost track, I walked toward the open field. Now transparent, now far, the day-moon burned through the waste air. I passed the scientists, their gentle hands holding cinders […]

Book Reviews

Winter 2002

To Feel an Idea

By Joanna Klink

Swarm by Jone Graham. New York: Harper Trade, 2001. 128 pp. $14.00.   And out of what one sees and hears and out Of what one feels, who could have […]

Poetry

Summer 2023

Landfall

By Joanna Klink

The Kenyon Review · Landfall Someone’s hung wind chimes on a low branch, the chord tossed slowly by wind. Once more the ghosthouse inside me, opening its doors. Once more […]

May/June 2020

From Night Sky

By Joanna Klink

Read a micro-conversation with the author here. Millennia. Dry winds. War crosses through steel trees. Is it enough to hold on, under swinging darkness, as fires wheel across night. In […]

Poetry

July/Aug 2018

Almanac

By Joanna Klink

Better to be awake at night in sympathy with clocks than to wander vaguely   through days. Better to feel a hush in the yard. To cultivate a faith in strangers, […]

Poetry

July/Aug 2018

The Devotions

By Joanna Klink

Have you been there all along, the softness of shadow in taverns, the barely-moving air around century-old trees. I had never needed to look. Now even a bird struggling to […]

Joanna Klink

Joanna Klink is the author of four books of poetry. A 2019 Guggenheim Fellow, she teaches in the MFA program at the University of Montana. Her new book, forthcoming from […]