The Second Text
In this poem, Jan Lee Ande reminds us that even on "ordinary mornings" we can learn from nature, "that other text written by the finger of God."
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In "Marrow," Amy McCann finds something sinister in the supposed comfort and beauty of a late summer evening, the birds roosting at dusk "something to nerve to."
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One ordinary morning I walked into the park past maples, elms, the ancient pines. Pigeons were davening, pious among the bushes. A few words fell from the Book of Nature (that other text written by the...
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O underneath. O tawdry sky at dusk, pink and orange fluorescent, loud rasp of cicadas in the maples—O feeling in my gut that ousts contentment. Earlier the air felt gentle, generous as Saturday. The...
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