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Exeunt
All cries are thin and terse; The field has droned the summer’s final mass; A cricket like a dwindled hearse Crawls from the dry grass. —Richard Wilbur, “Exeunt”
Almost Home
“…My grandfather crossed this sea in ’04 and never returned, so I’ve come alone to thank creation as he would never for carrying him home to work, age, defeat, those blood brothers faithful to the end…” —Philip Levine, from “My Fathers, the Baltic,” News of the World (Knopf, 2009) (Am I almost home?)
The Wave Receding
The rocks here are volcanic. They rise from the sea— stand above it—only to be covered by it, and then disclosed again in the wave’s receding. The waves sheathe the rock’s face with departure’s pattern— then the pattern goes too…Earlier, when the tide was low, you could have seen a lone egret walking the zonesContinue reading “The Wave Receding”
Chris Bronsk 