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Devolution
“Caw!” caws the crow, the smartest of the birds.
Black flag alighting on the land, it speaks
just like a Western man: “That that is, is.”
The creeks and streams that vein the earth; the curds
that nourish, clumping over roots; the peaks
new-old with snow; four clear horizons; fizz
and twitter low and high in trees; and some-
thing humped and scuttling through the underbrush.
The rot and blossom blend. The wellsprings gush.
The breeze lies down to let the silence come.
Click-clicking, sucking sounds. A plop and thrum.
A red leaf drifting fast until the mush
below the branches slows its fall. A hush,
and then a roll of thunder, not a drum.
--Thomas Zimmerman
Thomas Zimmerman teaches English, directs the Writing Center, and edits two literary magazines at Washtenaw Community College in Ann Arbor, MI. His chapbook In Stereo: Thirteen Sonnets and Some Fire Music is forthcoming from The Camel Saloon Books on Blog.
Thomas Zimmerman teaches English, directs the Writing Center, and edits two literary magazines at Washtenaw Community College in Ann Arbor, MI. His chapbook In Stereo: Thirteen Sonnets and Some Fire Music is forthcoming from The Camel Saloon Books on Blog.
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