The images are like old friends I no longer have enough in common with. “Three-sweatered like a crusted pine,” “The fisherman scent of imagined waves,” “He shakes his cock like a tired flag.” I pretend I wouldn’t recognize them on a dark street, even with a gang of marching nationalist editors gaining on me from … Continue reading Early Poems
by Richard Terrill
after Yeats I’m getting up soon, and going to the lake, where my father’s cabin leans toward the north, more chinks between the logs than last year’s newsprint could patch, old kitchen pots on the front room floor to catch the roof’s leaks. I’ll catch black bass after dark in the lily pads, and each … Continue reading The Lake
by Richard Terrill
Richard Terrill is the author five books, including Coming Late to Rachmaninoff, winner of the Minnesota Book Award for poetry, and Saturday Night in Baoding: A China Memoir, winner of the Associated Writing Programs Award for Nonfiction. His memoir Fakebook chronicles his experiences as a jazz saxophone player. Work has appeared in Iowa Review, Georgia … Continue reading Richard Terrill
