Sun Up
I
get up with
The
birds who
Get
up with me
Show Me
I don’t walk this
Early morning, frost
On the mowing, but you do —
And when you return
I’m sitting by the
Cookstove warm as you bend
To shiver my neck a kiss —
Show me what I missed
Bow
Please
don’t take it
For
granted this first
Light
on the hillside
Bare
crop ledges and
A
little fresh snow —
Some
mornings there I
Would
warm myself before
Cutting
wood, listen to
Bluejays
cry someone was
About
and they wanted
You
to know the someone
Was
you standing in the
Woods
warming freely and
It
could go on forever
Egg
Morning
light of falling snow
Shoveled
out dog huts
Opened
a trail to the chicken shed
Busted
ice from water buckets
I
was sweeping off long metal sheets
Over
the woodpile when you said
—
see how this feels — and in your
Gloved
hand you held the flesh of
A
warm egg to my icy cheek
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This collection was published in 1999 by Gnomon in Frankfort, Kentucky.
Jonathan Greene and Dobree Adams are the brains behind Pa. Both of these
stalwarts worked through many of my previous books, chapbooks, booklets and
came up with a sizable collection that was guided into place with cover commentary by
Hayden Carruth, Janine Pommy Vega, Cid Corman, and Ian Hamilton Finlay
and I love them all. The front cover photograph is of our garden in Vermont
and the stone hut I built for our son Carson on the year of his birth.
I will be showcasing all the book over the many weeks (Mondays) ahead.
I will be showcasing all the book over the many weeks (Mondays) ahead.