PERIPHERAL VISION BY DWIGHT MYFELT
My father once told me that to see in the dark
I had to look away
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My father once told me that to see in the dark
I had to look away
Before tractors, Ayman plowed fields with his team and made
lewd advances on his daughter-in-law, my grandmother Louise.
I caution women everywhere. Watch out for Lulu, this temptress of the plains. If you see her, call her what she is. A skank, or if that word is too degrading, a threat to us women who think we’ve got everything planned out.
Read MoreOur dog bit Margie Buskirk, our dearest
and oldest friend
There are so many gates:
thatched brown gates that open to rice fields,
white wooden gates to keep in the dogs,
wrought-iron black gates to castles,
gates that open like mouths
gates that slam shut and lock,
gate of heaven to shut me out.
Rick’s eyes closed. He heard knocking on the window behind him, but thought it was Grace, so asked, “Do you think,” he wondered, “I can make it home in ten?”
Read Moreon Easter morning, I wonder
what I’m doing in New Zealand
instead of being home in Seattle
with my son.
The Master of Furies portrayed him as hapless victim
of a faithless and unregulated media
martyred by arrows of outrageous chatter
Are we so removed from 1945,
from the shattering, unalterable echo,
we need to be reminded
in parentheses?
A foundational sport for opposing countries that show
teamwork on a global court with an ocean
preempting the typical polyester net.
Before a hope arrives
open-eyed and childlike,
he is turned away
with a backward glance
at a lost country.
Research confirms that sleepers can perform
a sequence of complex behaviors and tasks
