FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
34
Gaydell Collier
Black Hills Evening
Riding low on the western hills the sun throws shadows long long to the rising moon they skip over gullies, slide through treetops reaching thinning stretching.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
35
Scent of Baskets
Grass grows thick at the horseshoe bend where the creek runs deep peepers trill a dragonfly darts in flashes of blue shadows float upon the water and root-straggles hang from the cutaway bank.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
37
When the Sodergreen House Burned Down
Unlike modern houses framed with concrete and glass, This house was hewn from heartwood with a meaning to its past, When strong men worked with gnarled hands and double-bitted ax To knit the logs together, dove-tailed, and made to really last.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
39
John Duncklee
El Corrido de Antonio Beltran
I listened to the tales of my father about the days and months in the land that paid in dollars the trips north the bus to the border the walk along the river hiding days and walking nights.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
46
In the Corner
In the corner of the corrugated shed an old saddle, unnoticed, half hidden by a layer of gray-brown dust. A pair of chaps, cracked and scraped hanging from a horn burned and grooved by dallies, saddle strings stretched and hard.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
47
Dan Guenther
About Elk
At twilight the Evergreen herd lingered at the Genessee exit for over an hour, gazing upon the highway and the first of the emerging stars. Blinded by the oncoming headlights, they turned and moved eastward, the setting sun at their backs.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
48
Hunter
He stops the car to listen to what drops out of the wind. Cries within the pines lift his spirits, the search for the sudden and unforeseen, continuous, even in his dreams.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
49
Keeper of the Ute's Winter Moon
In the early light mares guide their colts down Bear Creek, along a trail once used by the Mountain Utes. After a sleepless November night subtle ghosts settle with the first snow on the foothills, and the cry of a lynx freezes the lead mare.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
50
When Deer Move Down the Mountain
Tempted to board a bus for Mexico, the last cowboys howl and yip at the Morrison Cantina. The cold coming in has all wild things on the move, the natural order turning around, coyotes prowling roadside ditches, a cougar digging up old graves south of Littleton.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
51
Linda Hussa
The Un-doing of Heaven's Match
She's returning books borrowed against the echo of an empty house. Never read them, I bet. Doesn't taste the coffee I set before her, doesn't feel the pick-me-up of its intention. So deep in the blues.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
53
Basque Herders
Desert bands always on the move. Bedroll on new ground each night. Aspen leaves tremble, Afraid of the darkness beyond the fire. He carves tree after tree --name and year. How long did he promise to stay? Hands over the smooth bark.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
54
January Gift
Alone chopping the evening's wood I bend to gather up kindling and chance to see a cloud taking up half the sky. Folded layers of yesterday's blood and the white-hot light of Heaven are a swan floating on the endless blue.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
55
W.C. Jameson
The Air
It changed the moment I stepped onto the southern bank after crossing the Rio Grande del Norte. The air in Mexico is different from the air in Texas. The pungency of dense creosote bush assails the nostrils, but it took only moments to grow accustomed to it, to like it.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
56
The Headstone
A simple marker Seven steps from the trail. Old sandstone, badly weathered. The inion barely readable.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
57
To Beat the Devil
In the cantinas of Colima we wasted days and surrendered nights while searching for love and enlightenment, while searching for meaning, searching for life.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
58
Los Zopilotes
We had ridden over a mile from the battlefield, heartbeats and breath only just beginning to slow. Sweat streamed down faces, arms, legs, torsos, clothes smelled like gunsmoke, bodies atremble with victory.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
59
So Much Time Has Passed
On my last trip to the foothills of the Sierras in the Chihuahuan countryside I learned they were all gone. Borrego was captured and hung by the vaqueros. Sanchez was shot by a firing squad. Candelaria was crucified along the road to Boquillas.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
60
Celinda Kaelin
Custer's Boots
"May we know his heart, so that the People will live." Golden flakes of tobacco tumbled into the pipe's bowl with these words as the People prepared to send a voice to the Creator.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
62
Holy Woman Tree
Story.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
64
Sundancing at Pine Ridge
"A serpent is in your midst!" Sun Dance Chief heeds rattler's warning, honors this messenger with painless death. Lifeless, rattlesnake now lies coiled in the earth.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
68
Page Lambert
Culling Buffalo at Yellowstone
In a darkened conference center across a square-cornered video screen shadowed images of starving buffalo wander wading through the snow of diseased winters.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
69
Dispersal
Alone, after fifteen spring calving seasons, twenty-four married winters, I step out the barn door, pieces of alfalfa cake in my pockets, specks of manure on my boots.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
70
Even as the Antler
Listen for the sound of one tree cradling another the creak of limb, the moaning of wind silent deadfall on the forest floor. Even elk must sometimes choose to walk divergent paths.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
71
Max McCoy
Summer is Short and the Night is Long I
So I walk the river road at night, sit by the water beneath stars, watch the moon rise over pools, feel the tide within my veins and dare to drink the mystery of her again.
Open Range: Poetry of the Reimagined West
Laurie Wagner Buyer & WC Jameson
FC 11 W-30
72
Max McCoy
Summer is Short and the Night is Long II
So I went to the hospital, said, "I'm discontinuing treatment for an unequivocal lack of results and I want my books back.