Sunlight lavishing brilliance Sunday, September Sunday ... Outdoors,Like an early page from The Appalachian Book of the Dead,Sunlight lavishes brilliance on every surface,Doves settle, surreptitious angels, on tree limb and box branch,A crow calls, deep in its own darkness,Something like water ticks onJust there, beyond the horizon, just there, steady clock ... Reading through some …
Poetry and Chukar Hunting
