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Cecily Parks

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Cecily Parks

Cecily Parks is the author of the poetry collections O'Nights (Alice James Books, 2015) and Field Folly Snow (University of Georgia Press, 2008) and the editor of The Echoing Green: Poems of Fields, Meadows, and Grasses (Everyman's Library, 2016). She teaches in the MFA program in creative writing at Texas State University.

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Stone path, oat grass, stray cat, snare,
feather drift in feather air.
Laurel, anthill, train horn blare,
pecan shell shards on the stair.
One cat gnaws,
one wing tears.
Less song for the power line to bear.
Coo-OO-oo she sang, my dear.


Accept the window
that gives you glass, the dawn
that gives you the maple branch
with a single bud, meadowlarks
singing where you can’t see them.
Keep your black nightgown on,
more night than gown.
Wolves in the wallpaper.
Read an article about a man
who coughed blood.


            Fort Bonneville, Wyoming

Along the highway there’s a place
where nothing’s left: suggestive mounds of dirt,
a marker to commemorate abandon

inside this elbow of the Green. Bristly
cottonwoods abound in serpentine, bound
by water to the banks their roots uphold—