Saturday, May 31, 2014
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Saturday, May 24, 2014
So Many Stars
The Two-Headed Calf
Tomorrow when the farm boys find this
freak of nature, they will wrap his body
in newspaper and carry him to the museum.
But tonight he is alive and in the north
field with his mother. It is a perfect
summer evening: the moon rising over
the orchard, the wind in the grass. And
as he stares into the sky, there are
twice as many stars as usual.
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Photographer Masao Yamamoto
Poem by Laura Gilpin
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Monday, May 19, 2014
Monday, May 12, 2014
Saturday, May 3, 2014
Poem
Untitled
The bent figure on the
horizon
sat many moons.
Above, the stars’ orbit—
a record of his dreams.
I’ve etched it
on the palms of my
hands,
hold them tight
against the night.
Behind me
little death-moths
swirl about your hair
slow, but sure.
*
Photographer Acacia Johnson
Poem completed 4/2014