{"id":69,"date":"2009-07-23T22:02:16","date_gmt":"2009-07-24T03:02:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?p=69"},"modified":"2009-07-23T22:02:16","modified_gmt":"2009-07-24T03:02:16","slug":"kyle-hemmings","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/2009\/07\/kyle-hemmings\/","title":{"rendered":"Kyle Hemmings"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3>Walking Backwards<\/h3>\n<h5><em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/kylehemmings.html\">Kyle Hemmings<\/a><\/em>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/archivesjuly2009.html\">July 2009<\/a><\/h5>\n<p>I want to return to St. Thomas<br \/>\ngrow small and wooden,<br \/>\na messenger for the nuns,<br \/>\na puppet for the teacher who made us do<br \/>\npaper cut-outs of the presidents.<br \/>\nI will grow still and horizontal<br \/>\nin old hallways that hid the students&#8217; names.<br \/>\nI will grow sparse at the sound<br \/>\nof rosary beads jingling,<br \/>\nthe rush of Sister&#8217;s Adrian&#8217;s steps<br \/>\nstriking panic into the heart of a boy<br \/>\nwho gave away the shape of the sky<br \/>\nin his answers in Catechism,<br \/>\nwho focused on nothing else<br \/>\nbut the tremolo of a bluebird&#8217;s prediction<br \/>\nthat someone\u2019s future was in doubt.<\/p>\n<h3>The Last Days of Iowa Jones<\/h3>\n<h5><em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/kylehemmings.html\">Kyle Hemmings<\/a><\/em>, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/archivesjuly2009.html\">July 2009<\/a><\/h5>\n<p>He wrapped his heart around the prairie<br \/>\nMade the White River flow through his veins<br \/>\nThought of a woman back in Tucson<br \/>\nWhose soil was fertile as the wheat belt.<\/p>\n<p>But now there were chest pains<br \/>\nAnd the maw of mountain lions too close<br \/>\nIn Lawrence, Kansas he made his last stand:<br \/>\nFour old buddies who cheated him out of his gold.<br \/>\nOne wore a red scarf and answered to the name of Quantrill.<br \/>\nThe other three dropped like birds from his childhood.<br \/>\nHe took a slug in the jug.<\/p>\n<p>While the rains opened cracks in the earth,<br \/>\nHe rode sideways on his mare, past the buttes, the promised hands of plains,<br \/>\nNear Missoula a Crow found him unconscious as stone<br \/>\nA Blackfoot made him rise from the Dead<br \/>\nBut he died again or lived forever<br \/>\nSo the folks say on the 4:40 to Tulsa<br \/>\nThat never took them anywhere.<\/p>\n<p>Kyle Hemmings lives and works in New Jersey where he dreams of playing surf guitar like Dick Dale or handle a wah-wah like Jeff Beck. 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