Redbud Trail – Winter (James Lee Jobe Poem)
It??Ts two muddy miles from Highway 20, just past the north fork of Cache Creek, across the broad meadow, through ...
It??Ts two muddy miles from Highway 20, just past the north fork of Cache Creek, across the broad meadow, through ...
You call me courageous, I who grew up gnawing on books, as some kids gnaw on bubble gum, who married ...
After I was finished mowing my lawn noting the sticker affixed to the engine Wishing our whole nation a national ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
But now I pass graveyards in a car. The dead lie, unsuperstitiously, with their feet toward me-- please forgive me ...
my mother pushed my sister out of the apartment door with an empty suitcase because she kept threatening to run ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
A RETURN TO THE COVER OF THIS BOOK Dear Trout Fishing in America: I met your friend Fritz in Washington ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
I don't know what it is, but I distrust myself when I start to like a girl a lot. It ...
I don't care how God-damn smart these guys are: I'm bored. It's been raining like hell all day long and ...
A freaking ankle crabbed his blissful trips, this whiskey tastes like California but is Kentucky, like Berkeley where he truly ...
When I saw my friend covered with blood, I thought This is the end of the dream, now I'll wake ...
A hemorrhage of his left ear of Good Fridayâ?" so help me Jesusâ?"then made funny too the other, further one. ...
Rain drenches the patio stones. All night was spent waiting for an earthquake, and instead water stains sand with its ...
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
ah, christ, what a CREW: more poetry, always more P O E T R Y . if it doesn't come, ...
to Robert Hass and in memory of Elliot Gilbert Slow dulcimer, gavotte and bow, in autumn, Bashõ and his friends ...
"What! still those two infernal questions, That with our meals our slumbers mix -- That spoil our tempers and digestions ...
for Aaron Fogel Politically-correct personal computers point and click. President Clinton (codename Peacock) can't protect crack pushing Communist Party cops ...
The first purple wisteria I recall from boyhood hung on a wire outside the windows of the breakfast room next ...
Seven years ago I went into the High Sierras stunned by the desire to die. For hours I stared into ...
You pull over to the shoulder of the two-lane road and sit for a moment wondering where you were going ...
I. EDWIN BOOTH An old actor at the Player's Club told me that Edwin Booth first impersonated Hamlet when a ...
Some days I catch a rhythm, almost a song in my own breath. I'm alone here in Brooklyn Heights, late ...
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