REPUBLIC ~

 

Backroad Chalkies

Home at Longhouse

Summer 2025

THE THEATRICAL ADVENTURES OF EDWARD GOREY ~

 

R E A D   M E

     Chronicle Books

      2024

ARTHUR RUSSELL TONIGHT ~

 

R EA D   M E

Anthology Editions

2024

JOHN LENNON TONIGHT ~

 

Nobody

Told

Me

SHIRLEY COLLINS ~

 

R E A D   M E

      White Rabbit 2022

C.D. WRIGHT ~

Light Bulb Poem

at 4 o'clock I am at the door

with a bare hand of snow

laughing shamelessly

I undo my shirt

we'll pick up at the next chapter

my beloved are the words of the rambler

if not the words the substance

the snow smeared across my front

warm to the touch

though we remain separated as if by a chair

and I unwilling to read ahead

Amarillo Poem

A room across from a sporting house.  With the dark,

I watched a woman washing the men off; then herself

she washed with a different cloth.  It was fall.  I was sitting

on my bed in my flame-proof gown.  Every morning

I had to jump aboard my suitcase to get it to close.

Poem With Some Water Damage

She kept boarders kept hens

in the heart of town

heard birds whenever I phoned

now bullhorn now chopper

someone puts a plate in her hands

hours later someone takes the plate

from her hands  Damn he says

if it ain't overcast again

Poem With A Dead Tree

it is late afternoon

she avoids looking

in its direction

she can feel

it moving toward her

in shaky black lines

Poem From The End Of Old Wire Road

hands as heavy as rocks

in the pockets of a Goodwill coat

kicking up leaves

she uncovers four trout lilies

Ah spring how it made her

want to walk backwards

or stick a fork in her side

Poem Before Breakfast

She pulled the sundress over her head

Forgetting her pants, her sandals,

And her ring.

Leaving her glasses on the sink

She unlatched the screen.

With her lunch money

Tucked in her pocket;

Her clean manila hair

Settling down her back.

She went out on her toes

To see if the painted bunting

Had fled her wedding bush.

____________________

C.D. Wright

The Essential C.D. Wright

edited by Forrest Gander & Michael Wiegers

Copper Canyon Press, 2025

HELEN GARNER'S STORY ~

 

R E A D   M E

     Pantheon 2025

M.A. REDCHERRIES ~

america never looked for us

I forget my name and it turns me gold

canned heat inn winter is warm

when I find you and

listen to

all we've become

can you dream in color

if you were not born in color?

you once told me we could never separate

being Native from

the original

big migration

into

you're in america now.

____________________

M.S. Redcherries

Mother

Penguin Books, 2024

JESSE ALLEN TONIGHT ~