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Sleeping on Wood

The blue ice is melting 
off the high ridge, 
draining down through the trees. 
The blade of rock darkens in the sun.

Sterling Moss McMurrin: A Philosopher in Action

Sterling M. McMurrin, a man of letters, has spent most of his life in the world of affairs. A distinguished professor of philosophy at the University of Utah for four decades, he held key academic…

RELEASE: A Moment

I did not plan survival or otherwise 
            craving absence for so long 
so when awakened that snowless night 

The Freeway

is two currents of light on the hill. 
One drains into the western sky, 
the other, into the maw of rock behind me.
I am a dazzled part of light that opens 

Cereal Polygamy

One of his had just spilled 
some Cheerios, and one of hers 

was griping over the Grapenuts. 
He was about to holler

Rapture

Patty Lou sat on her green vinyl sofa, her legs crossed, and thumbed through the daily Brookhaven newspaper. She glanced over at Robert, her thirty-year-old grandson, sitting on the brown vinyl sofa, reading the Jackson…