Category: Fall 2015 poetry
A Variation on Machado
by Jim Harrison I worry much about the suffering of Machado. I was only one when he carried his mother across the border from Spain to France in
Spirit
by Jim Harrison Rumi advised me to keep my spirit up in the branches of a tree and not peek out too far, so I keep mine in the very tall willows
Cold Sand before the Fire
by Diane Wald Not sure if the buck in the rose garden is a sign or a just buck in the rose garden. He raises his velvet antlers as if he were
THE GHOSTS OF CARLISLE INDIAN SCHOOL
by Joseph BruChac The ghosts of the Carlisle Indian School are drinking again tonight down by the church. You can hear them chanting the same