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Out of Time I woke with sorrow in my mind For no apparent cause And could not see why I should be Subject to sorrow’s laws; All day, my life seemed out of time, Nagged by a nameless pain I could not trace to any place; Still it usurped my brain— Omnivorous and intimate, Growing insistently Till by day’s end it seemed a friend, A fate, a part of me; Then in the dusk I recognized The day I fear and know; Grief had not lied, my brother died On this date, years ago.  You are reading copyrighted material published by Ohio University Press/Swallow Press. Unauthorized posting, copying, or distributing of this work except as permitted under U.S. copyright law is illegal and injures the author and publisher. ...

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