FOLK COLLECTION 11: The Skaggs Foundation Cowboy Poetry Collection
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May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
90
Sean Sexton
Shirts
And now I come to wear your clothes, shirts that no longer fit, you barely wore in the end arranged in piles to divide and sort, of three sizes - which was the measure of you?
clothing, style, design
May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
91
Sean Sexton
Three Dried Lemons
In late morning, the artist is home alone. Three dried lemons float upon light in a shallow pan set near a window.
lemon, cooking, art
May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
92
Sean Sexton
In the Hospital
Your mother's become belligerent, was the hospital's call. The care facility sent her by ambulance after she fell in the dinner hall.
hospital, craze, old age
May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
93
Sean Sexton
May Darkness Restore
May darkness restore pur youth to these hands. Life has kept our love in arrears- time will take us to faraway lands.
love, aging, growth
May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
94
Sean Sexton
To Love a Woman
I've held you, know the feel of your shoulders, cant of your hips, coverings dressing your bones, how they fit the hand - hard angles done over long ago in flesh,
love, acceptance, marriage
May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
97
Sean Sexton
Questions
What is the prerogative of the dying? Denial, reticence, anger, grace?
life, philosophy, questions
May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
98
Sean Sexton
Uses of Lie and Lay and the 5:30AM Friday Morning Incident
The heifer was lying with a broken back when we found her. We shot and dragged her off the road and laid her in the pasture.
lying, car, accident, death
May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
99
Sean Sexton
The Way
Give yourself to mouths that eat, the slash of claws and grasp of teeth. Let every harm come to pass, sleep beneath treading feet.
unity, food, earth
May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
100
Sean Sexton
The Ugly Bull
We had to castrate a large black Brahman-cross bull calf born out of season - he was the epitome of ugliness, too much ear, overgrown, wild, wrong in time and place, the result of an unplanned liaison between his Brahman mother and a cull bull that broke through the fence.
castration, shock, mercy
May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
101
Sean Sexton
Bonnie's Poem
No one has ever written a poem for me, She said, not none word for all my meanderings outside the country of love.
love, poem, heart
May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
102
Sean Sexton
The Last Load
Alton stands by the gate at dusk, the last load of bees on the truck, and Otis is on the forklift pulling the little trailer free from a soft place in the pasture.
bees, death, divorce
May Darkness Restore
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-74
106
Sean Sexton
Anniversary
No matter we drew the curtains - the waking breeze opens and folds them like the sea,
age, marriage, anniversary
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
3
Sean Sexton
Time
In my life, there have always been cattle. Year in, year out, there hides a calendar written with fire.
cattle, generations, time
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
5
Sean Sexton
Field Work
Morning. The land is an open hand. You enter the field of rising mist, drop your blade into the tilth, and take off- cutting its face and grain, turning it upon itself, rending roots and rhizomes, grasp of the previously entered: coterie of squatters, beggars, and importune lives that hold no lease in this world save that which we all hold.
field, farm, labor
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
8
Sean Sexton
Palms
Those tall, thin pillars just reach shaggy heads they tie to the ground.
endurance, tree, growth
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
10
Sean Sexton
Ditch Cleaning
It brings up the past (A steel dinosaur feeds in the distance, perched on the ditchbank along the road). This house of strain rolls full-scream on tracks, swinging boom-borne buckets through the air, a grab at a time.
ditch, fish, seafood
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
14
Sean Sexton
Spring Light
Like truth too strong to know at once, this early light of spring - its harmful radiance, keeps everything huddled in shade.
spring, sun, seasons
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
17
Sean Sexton
Last Days
Among these last disconsolate days of summer, I lie on the daybed after lunch gazing through window screen.
summer, evening, light
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
19
Sean Sexton
Song of the South
Salt the melon, wound its sweetness with salt and eat!
singing, melon, cooking
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
23
Sean Sexton
In the Pens
This morning I return to retrieve what we left in the dark. Scattered around the table and overbrimming trash barrel at the center of the workplace, tools and litter of our labors: shovel, prybar, hammer, nail bucket and saw, hotshots, sorting sticks, plastic worm-medicine containers and dose syringe, fly-dope reservoir and gun,
tools, equipment, mess
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
27
Sean Sexton
Feed
Everything in the world clamours for it.
feed, grain, storage
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
29
Sean Sexton
Blood Writing
In the place of horns is that crazy writing that says nothing, everywhere in red.
fence, blood, bulls
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
30
Sean Sexton
The Dragmark
I will not speak of the dragmark except to say it was made without intent - a phrase of weight against the ground.
death, calf, birth
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
32
Sean Sexton
Chaos
Has no parent form. Not the couplet of calf that won't suck, cow with swollen, ground-dragging udder, huge, impossible teats.
danger, fear, life
Blood Writing
Sean Sexton
FOLK COLL 11 S-75
33
Sean Sexton
Arithmetic
All dressed in dew, the earthbound butterfly is two!
math, counting, nature