{"id":298,"date":"2009-09-01T12:34:32","date_gmt":"2009-09-01T17:34:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?p=298"},"modified":"2009-09-01T12:34:32","modified_gmt":"2009-09-01T17:34:32","slug":"alan-britt","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/2009\/09\/alan-britt\/","title":{"rendered":"Alan Britt"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>AS A SMALL CHILD I RETURNED TO INDIANA<br \/>\n<em><span style=\"color: #888888;\">Alan Britt, September 2009<\/p>\n<p><\/span><\/em><\/strong>The sun\u2019s fingers entered Indiana hay,<br \/>\nwarming it near the temperature<br \/>\nof flat ochre sand grains<br \/>\nstuck to the skinny white ankles<br \/>\nof Palm Beach tourists.<\/p>\n<p>The back of my head,<br \/>\nneck,<br \/>\nshoulders<br \/>\nnestled in the hay\u2019s warm fibers,<br \/>\nthose hollow tubes<br \/>\nof sunlight.<\/p>\n<p>The boy from Florida witnessed a fault line, that day,<br \/>\nbranching the entire blue and white stucco sky.<\/p>\n<p>At the very center of this fault line,<br \/>\nin its jungle of dualities<br \/>\nand howling monkeys,<br \/>\nwas a floating placenta,<br \/>\na world,<br \/>\na universe of sorts,<br \/>\nbut a placenta all the same.<\/p>\n<p>My new universe fed<br \/>\nupon its bloody good fortune.<\/p>\n<p>(A placenta is nothing to waste.)<\/p>\n<p>The boy from Florida<br \/>\nfell fast asleep in the warm Indiana hay.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-300\" src=\"http:\/\/fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/08\/alan-britt-for-foc-photo-cred-richard-a-koch1-189x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"189\" height=\"300\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Photo by Richard A. Koch<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Alan Britt\u2019s recent books are Vegetable Love (2009), Vermilion (2006), Infinite Days (2003), Amnesia Tango (1998) and Bodies of Lightning (1995). The Poetry Library (<a href=\"http:\/\/www.poetrymagazines.org.uk\/\"><span style=\"color: #a864a9;\">www.poetrymagazines.org.uk<\/span><\/a>) providing a free access digital library of 20th &amp; 21st century English poetry magazines with the aim of preserving them for the future has included Britt\u2019s work published in Fire ( UK ) in their project. Britt\u2019s work also appears in the new anthologies, American Poets Against the War, Metropolitan Arts Press, 2009 and Vapor transatl\u00e1ntico (Transatlantic Steamer), a bi-lingual anthology of Latin American and North American poets, Hofstra University Press\/Fondo de Cultura Econ\u00f3mica de Mexico\/Universidad Nacional Mayor de San Marcos de Peru, 2008. Britt recently served as Panel Chair for Poetry Studies &amp; Creative Poetry for the PCA\/ACA Conference 2007 in Boston and read poetry at Ramapo College in Mahwah , NJ (2009) and the WPA Gallery\/Ward-Pound Ridge Reservation in Cross River , NY (2008). Nominated for the Pushcart Prize 2008. Alan currently teaches English\/Creative Writing at Towson University and lives in Reisterstown , Maryland with his wife, daughter, two Bouviers des Flandres, one Bichon Frise and two formerly feral cats.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>AS A SMALL CHILD I RETURNED TO INDIANA Alan Britt, September 2009 The sun\u2019s fingers entered Indiana hay, warming it near the temperature of flat ochre sand grains stuck to the skinny white ankles of Palm Beach tourists. 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