Here’s a poem of mine published by Mich. State University for their Short E’ditions machine/database. These are works that can be found on a database and printed off where Short E’dition machines are found, anywhere around the world. Pretty cool! (About the size of a wide receipt. See pic below.) If you come across MSU’s machine at the library on campus, give it a try.
Below is the full poem:
He Tells Me He Loves Another
The waters of the creek are tannin suffused.
I can’t see the bottom—and on the shore
there’s a hole opening, my feet are sliding in.
Leaves twist in the sluggish current,
not knowing which way to go.
When I turn to you, I see you have already gone
into that lone cerebral country
where landscape is logical and merciless.
You will trample over the precisely laid-out fields
of your mind until you’ve found a few weedy words
to yank out—roots and all, to offer me.