The most important things are all things I don’t have words for. The way robins appear one morning, where there were no robins the night before, and what this does to a human throat. The way a redwing blackbird calls, kind of like a pipe of blown glass, clipped, hitting a high and then a …
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Time and Accomplishment
I am standing in lake water up to my thighs and what first felt like necessary shock, the animal jolt I needed, has become spreading chill, like the skeleton has frozen, bone by bone. I am five yards from a reedy shoreline and two feet from a drop off. You wouldn’t know the drop off …








