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PASTORAL I
Monica McClure
We long for what
we had not
A serene progression of thoughts
Intimacy with streams and clouds
At home inside a cloak of wool
Once we did not graze on each other
Spiritually against everything
Time was something you were born with, or not
In the middle of flowering, we found a deep freeze
Our staff was like the old hands of corn
And we moved inside a system that suffered but never died
The undeniable reality of land
Makes me chew through life
Living makes me spit it out
Monica McClure is the author of Tender Data (Birds, LLC, 2015), Concomitance(Counterpath Press, 2016), Boss Parts 1& 2 (If A Leaf Falls Press, 2016), Mala (Poor Claudia, 2014), and Mood Swing (Snacks Press 2013).
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