What a great book. Here’s an example:
Catholic holidays
Franciscan nuns bussed us
to Jemez mountain parks.
The old yellow bus gagged
round tree tangled curves
and looming walls of stone,
canyon depths flashed mesquite
enfolding green hills between green hills,
until at the mountaintop, I summed
layers and layers of distant dustland drift,
as the bus gear grudged and nuns nagged
us to sing prayers, until we jolted
down a dirt road to the sunny picnic grounds.
Just look at how he’s using verbs in this poem. I love how “gagged” and “nagged” frame it.
Each page of this book is good.
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