spring 2010
The poems in the new issue of Chaparral celebrate the simple fact of spring. Life continues to regenerate. There’s no sentimentality in this fact—the poems here merely catalog the details: a creeping showy evening primrose, a newborn’s lips seeking milk, a lost mother re-imagined as an angel “rising above Crenshaw.” And it’s the art of these arrangements that offers a renewed vision, as surprising and as fundamental as the first spring blooms.
Closing Time
Furnace of July
First Book Interview
Mountain View
I Was Not Listening
Woman Talking Over a Child’s Head
Large Impersonal Forces
Dear Muh,
Van Gogh Scares the Shit Out of Me
Sodom and Gomorrah
Whitman in the Suburbs
Lewis Carroll In Alice: Lost During War
Unexpected, Italo Calvino
Beauty
The Belly’s Eye
at 16 months
— “In this shop I want to buy a pair of hands”
Showy Evening Primrose (Oenothera speciosa)
Non-native Species
