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PBS Spins Us a Different World - Poem
Literary Review, Summer, 2000 by Jeffrey Dye
In the cut-over wood Where I weather winter There are no bobcats Fooling after slipsy rabbits, No comic otters on a tear Or moose or caribou Nodding through fog like ships. I rarely see a woodpecker. It's just me (The dog occasionally) Coming upon edgy stillness, Finding the same medusa snag Zigzag against an ice-gray sky, Shot-holed grasses and spokes of osier Arching through crusted snow (Why melt rings at the edges?). Sometimes a sting in the wind Will touch off what starts like memory, But when I pay attention, it goes strange. The dog seems familiar and immediate, All else distant, indifferent Or still and full of fear, Even in bright sun.
Jeffrey Dey, a lawyer who currently practices in Portland, Oregon, has published poetry in New Letters, The Threepenny Review, and the William & Mary Review
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