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ryan scariano
Gresham / La Grande [ryanscariano.com]
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In Fields of Bloom and Decay
ryan scariano
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when you unlock your sun cage // the cattle rhyme with my bones / / when husk and seed fall on my blanket / the field begins to fear its…
The Fish
ryan scariano
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Bukowski started it, got drunk and picked a fight with John Muir. He didn’t want to fight for any ideological reason—it was just somehow what he…
The Worst Winter Since 1989
ryan scariano
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For the past three days, // white wind and heavy drifts / have closed the road. / Besieged by ten below, / but there’s enough to eat / and…
Feeling Deeply
ryan scariano
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If only you could choose / to feel deeply. Since you cannot, / I will feel deeply for us both. / I will bury our hundred summers / in a hole…
Grace
ryan scariano
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Heavenly father and mother, sister and brother, / O great and wise aunt and laughing uncle, / thank you for bringing us to your table. / …
Mohamed Upstairs
ryan scariano
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The upstairs neighbor, / Mohamed, welcomed me / when I moved into the building. / Maqluba, kabsa, kanafeh. / Mohamed upstairs / in that…
Where is Aims, Oregon?
ryan scariano
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(for Nate) // / it’s beside the culvert // where the mossy gnome lives / where the watershed daughters / hunt for earthworms under / the…
Northern Flicker
ryan scariano
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The snow whispers a lesson / in letting go. The leaves / are shouting / from brown and gold / to green and greener. They fall / clear up…
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The News
Dora Malech
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late December, 2016 // Now’s news begins with babies on the way. Just one’s inside me, but another’s ascending to the throne our nation prides…
Stay High
Becca Yenser
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I meet a man in my backyard at dusk / He wears a trench coat like a husk / No one would ever believe my luck! // / Masked, headless, hopeful /…
Ten (Three Variations)
Becca Yenser
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The yellow-striped garden spider busy wrapping bees. / A used condom half buried in the corn plot. / The man on the roof unfurls his tape measure....
Bright Bird
Becca Yenser
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In the afternoons / I lie on my back / on the hot pavement and / watch the tomatoes die. // They die red with holes of pink, / they die with…
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