A line of hills Then a line of hills where the grass ends And heat travels through trees Into a happiness Akin to the great happiness of imaginary children Whitens the sky How wonderful and final My life becomes The grit of the deathbed earth grows soft A flight of swifts Lifts an agate meadow… Continue reading Poem by Donald Revell
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Last Man by Donald Revell
The hawthorn is God’s hat And patterns in the marble Swarm like bees The world as I knew it would Saunters out of the sexpool and lilacs It begins to walk away Little clodhopper Crab-apple numb with cold Go quickly and take the buttercup Keep pace with the sweet earth I cannot keep I did… Continue reading Last Man by Donald Revell
Mirabeau Bridge by Guillaume Apollinaire
Under Mirabeau Bridge the river slips away And lovers Must I be reminded Joy came always after pain The night is a clock chiming The days go by not I We’re face to face and hand in hand While under the… Continue reading Mirabeau Bridge by Guillaume Apollinaire
Stop Crying by Donald Revell
The useless heaven By whose means, like lettuce And the pleasures of handwriting, Paradise over there In the yard with the bad dogs Opens a bottle of flowers. Nobody’s there. I mean useless as a table prepared For babies. One by one, A Benjamin, an Ambrose etc Try the patience of the dogs, Tear at… Continue reading Stop Crying by Donald Revell
Artifacts
I think a big part of my motivation as a writer is that I love making things. Truth be told, I still dye Easter eggs every year (sometimes with a niece and nephew to legitimize the process, sometimes not), and it brings me joy. Artwork I’ve done at every age still hangs on the walls… Continue reading Artifacts
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