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Issue 4

 

 
 

Kristin Berger

 

Oxbow

 
 
“We have all we need, some kind of sky and maybe
a piece of river.”

                                        – William Stafford
 
 
Slip out of the main stem of the world,
oversized and rushing with its crude loads
of wheat and oil and the driven wind –

Detour. Collect storms and cottonwood crowns
cast down, a sweet freight shuttling
this way and that, true

to what ballasts it against the dark.
Currents of an old, restless river. Gusts
of light rake our blue crescent –

It reaches low, like rain’s cool hands and holds
this new contour – patient for a slow
wake that can bear anything.