Ghost Truck
April 29, 2018for RHC
Now I lay me down by the freeway,
In a duplex in Cedar City, Utah;
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Nellie Unthank
April 29, 2018aged ten,
walked, starved, froze
with the Martin Company
and left her parents in shallow graves
near the Sweet water.
The Year of the Famine
April 29, 2018When the iron works was shutting down
and you couldn’t buy a sack of flour
in Cedar Valley at any price
(grasshoppers we had—but no gulls),
the Lord sent mushrooms.
Old Orchard, Hurricane, Utah
April 29, 2018The heat and dead
Branches snagging
My hair and the apricots
Hung ripe, unpicked,
Notes from the Artist’s Sketchbook
April 29, 2018
The Week-End
April 29, 2018
Under the Cottonwoods
April 29, 2018
A Child’s Christmas in Utah
April 29, 2018It isn’t that way now. The quiet fields are broken into building lots and the farmers build jet engines in the city and garden with a roto-tiller after work. The old canal is lined with concrete and in the center of the town the Saturday and-sun-drenched baseball diamond has shrunk to softball under lights, and the county has built a tennis court just off third base for a game the kids are beginning to learn to play in white shoes.
The Second Coming of Santa Claus: Christmas in a Polygamous Family
April 29, 2018Four of my father’s wives lived at Provo during my childhood, a situation particularly fortunate for the swarm of Taylor kids. Santa Claus came twice to us, instead of just the single time he visited…