Harney County, First Day
Dedicated to my older students at Frenchglen
I sail the sagebrush sea, green scent drifting,
and just as you tell me, scan the land
for elk and antelope, big-horned sheep,
jack rabbits, those suicidal pests, like Jessie said.
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Floribunda
The azaleas bloomed in February,
or was it March?
That sultry fading winter when
aromas rushed like blood
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Babysitter
The mothers came home,
lipstick smeared like jelly, lurching for coffee,
just freshening up.
The fathers, revived after a cocktail fling,
ties loose, hair tossed like high school boys.
Some walked me home. |
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Blood Orange
I’m the best
of the lot of
you oranges
because I’m
red: |
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San Juan Angels
Treading air over pastel cathedrals,
they rise, warm crema in caffe,
so sweet,
shot of rum on the rocks.
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