{"id":2444,"date":"2014-04-21T19:38:57","date_gmt":"2014-04-21T19:38:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2444"},"modified":"2014-04-21T20:07:37","modified_gmt":"2014-04-21T20:07:37","slug":"joan-colby-april-2014","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/joan-colby-april-2014\/","title":{"rendered":"Joan Colby, April 2014"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"yiv8048490424\">\n<div id=\"yui_3_13_0_1_1398091027889_235394\">\n<div id=\"yui_3_13_0_1_1398091027889_235405\">\n<h1 id=\"yui_3_13_0_1_1398091027889_235408\" style=\"text-align: left;\" align=\"center\"><b><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Slacking<\/span><\/b><\/h1>\n<h1 align=\"center\"><\/h1>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">A fat doe flirts her white rump and sails<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">over the fence into stubbled corn.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">A depressed circle in the woodlot where she rests<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">when we don\u2019t disturb her. The horned owl<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">has its nest. The redtail hawk circles.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">The long winter at an end. We inspect<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">how many trees are down on the fenceline,<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">throttled by ice. If repair is warranted<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">at this time of our lives when taking it easy<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Trumps. We drink our coffee black,<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">watch the birds cluster at the feeder,<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">the sky shake out its sheets of cloud,<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">the mayflies giddy in their moment.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: left;\" align=\"center\"><\/h1>\n<h1 align=\"center\"><\/h1>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: left;\" align=\"center\"><b><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Once It&#8217;s Over<\/span><\/b><\/h1>\n<h1 align=\"center\"><\/h1>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Step into the arena of arabesques,<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Engraved calligraphy of an invitation<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Elaborate as a matador in a suit of lights.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">The black bull lowers his head,<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Flanks festooned with darts,<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Already his big heart bleeds.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Dust gilds the afternoon<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Of ole\u2019s and promise. The moment of death<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Honored as though it means<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Something more than disappearance.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">A body dragged off by horses.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">A woman alone in her bed.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">The posters rip in the harbor winds.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">A jostling crowd fills the tavern<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">With songs to celebrate absence.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Songs to quiet the fear<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">That clots in footsteps<\/span><\/div>\n<div><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">Heading home or elsewhere.<\/span><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<h1 align=\"center\"><b><span style=\"font-size: medium;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/b><\/h1>\n<p>Joan Colby has been the\u00a0editor of <em>Illinois Racing News<\/em> for over 25 years, a monthly publication for the Illinois Thoroughbred Breeders and Owners Foundation, published by Midwest Outdoors LLC. \u00a0She lives with her husband and assorted animals on a small horse farm in Northern Illinois.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Slacking A fat doe flirts her white rump and sails over the fence into stubbled corn. 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