The miles pass by
so slowly. Just go faster, I think.
Though speedometer reads 77, I push on
through blue-black night,
drawn to bright center star in strong
Orion’s belt this eve. Familiar
feeling: as if all time is
standing still.
Crescent moon reminds
me of another strange, starlit night:
calendar read December 1977.
Odd, knowing, but
not knowing why, I’d already
fallen for love. I: the shooting star
who missed you by a decade
and a year.
The deep-dive literary meditations presented as stories, poems, and essays in The American Poet Who Went Home Again, A Mosaic of My Soul at Work, have captivated and inspired readers ever since its first paperback publication in 2008.
In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
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