At first, I read, drifting off - a history lesson (yawn), but then the portrait of country life shifts. When I got to this line "battery acid, lye, brake cleaner, Sudafed, salt & red sulfur" I admit I had been skimming, but those nouns did not have the same hearty vibe that the earlier stanzas brought up and they caught my eye. Suddenly the poem had a darker edge. And it's true. I don't live in a rural area, but still I'm aware of the ravages of meth addiction and meth production on the countryside.
I like that the poem which starts out as a history lesson, a trip down memory lane, ends up being a very topical, ripped-from-the-headlines kind of poem. Neat-o.
Favorite line: "Where there's space to push the earth aside: that's the place / to raise a child—here amid arrival's plenty"
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