The two-headed motorcycle shadow on the grass is at times close to us and then farther.
I am craving good history, like when I was lean when I ate buffalo meat and having handy
a list of your faults made me feel safer. You broke a world record yesterday and told no one.
Traffic patterns: reconciling needs and more needs. First, consider the sun, what it takes down
with it if you let it. [End Page 87]
for Adam Lefton
They are not the Great Ones because they are higher up. There is law in the garden. There is law in the garbage. When you look up you point to stars. When you look down you hear your own anthem. You tune in to the distant dog barks of your mind. It is the law of creation. What if we follow the sounds of dogs barking? If we follow that law we deal in magic. [End Page 88]
Jessica Farquhar holds an MFA in Poetry from Purdue. You can find her poems in recent issues of DIAGRAM, The Journal, and Fogged Clarity. If you open up the Poet's Almanac app on a snowy day, you might be doled out one of her poems.