Monthly Archives: April 2007

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two

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hey!

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sunflower

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liquid emulsion print

On Beulah’s Porch

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white vase

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Downeast

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fence roll, vine

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Apples

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Remind Me of Apples

 

When the cicada celebrates the heat,
Intoning that tomorrow and today
Are only yesterday with the same dust
To dust on plantain and on roadside yarrow-
Remind me, someone, of the apples coming,
Gold in the dew of deep October grass,
A prophecy of snow in their white flesh.

In the long haze of dog days, or by night
When thunder growls and prowls but will not go
Or come, I lose the memory of apples.
Name me the names, the goldens, russets, sweets,
Pippin and pearmain and seek-no-further
And the lost apples on forgotten farms
And the wild pasture apples of no name.

— Robert Francis