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Eucalyptus: poems
QUARRY
Things get smaller: there's dust
On everything, the stone that is
The Earth is broken, and broken,
The lodestone of the North pulls
My mineral blood, not to completion
But, just as final, to the breaking.
Night is an accident, spray of stars
Dusting the shadow of unseen poles;
You can hear it dissolve, the leaf
That turns the light to green fuel
And tumbles, the radio's noise
Like sand between the stones, stones
That rise between tree-roots and break
The soil: the earth is worn to nothing
And keeps on rising all the same.
Things get smaller: there's dust
On everything, the stone that is
The Earth is broken, and broken,
The lodestone of the North pulls
My mineral blood, not to completion
But, just as final, to the breaking.
Night is an accident, spray of stars
Dusting the shadow of unseen poles;
You can hear it dissolve, the leaf
That turns the light to green fuel
And tumbles, the radio's noise
Like sand between the stones, stones
That rise between tree-roots and break
The soil: the earth is worn to nothing
And keeps on rising all the same.
66 pages, Kindle Edition
Published March 31, 2024
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About the author
Josh Hanson
18 books53 followersAuthor of King’s Hill, the Woodcutters, Marshbank (novelette), and Minotaur (short stories). Fortress and Caliope Street are both forthcoming in 2025 and 2026, respectively.
Josh hanson lives in Northern Wyoming with his family. He is a graduate of the University of Montana MFA program and teachers high school English. His work has appeared in the Horror Zine, The Chamber, as well as various anthologies.
Josh hanson lives in Northern Wyoming with his family. He is a graduate of the University of Montana MFA program and teachers high school English. His work has appeared in the Horror Zine, The Chamber, as well as various anthologies.
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