HALEY RENE THOMPSON


PUTS A RIVER TO WORK

I bet the young man in the mirror
twenty bucks
he is reading a book on epic cathedrals
 
 
AND SOME ON

standing so close and together
spun up in moon-goo
below the frame, a swashbuckling mop
 
 
IT’S JUST A LEAF

You look like an art student
in that art student scarf
something in the box?
 
 
WHITE THING THAT I PICKED UP

a wedding lost itself at the fair
it looks for you in line
in the crowd, it may take years
but time for us is sound to cotton
 
 
WOMEN IN OUR FAMILY

studied the direction of the wind
then met a canoe in Tacoma
in a serious voice
 
 
MY WHEELBARROW COLLECTION

how cold it smelled
out-thoughts, varnished old autumn
season’s only a city
 
 
 
 



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