 Jackrabbits eating apples on the lawn,
unripened fruit dropping out of season. I find their quietude disconcerting, disguising damage they did last winter killing my young poplar trees. I find morning stillness disconcerting. Even without a breeze, I get a whiff of the Goose Creek fire in Idaho, and a whiff of death from the inferno of the Carr fire in Redding, California. I can’t really smell terrified children, singed fur, charred bark, but it feels like it. |
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AuthorNancy Harris McLelland taught creative writing, composition, and literature for over twenty years and Conducted writing workshops for the Western Folklife Center, Great Basin College , and the Great Basin Writing Project . An Elko County native with a background in ranching. McLelland has presented her "Poems from Tuscarora" Both at daytime and evening events at the Cowboy Poetry Gathering in Elko. Her essay, "Border Lands: Cowboy Poetry and the Literary Canon" is in the anthology Cowboy Poetry Matters . Categories |
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