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Savoring this collection

"They are interludes, too,

for drumbeats and throaty covers
Of well-loved tunes put on
By some local boys' gas station

Banjo and hot-rocket guitar,
A strong woman that sings
The seasons over a hand drum."

"Where do songs go when it is dark?
What names moved through these trees, the soft now-grass
The underbellies of the leaves."