Red Cross Dog: PoemsAll I Can Do I am the reason someone gets up in the morning; I am the Red Cross Dog and I notice how the country heaves with unrest, how right before snow falls the air smells like lightning (it's then I dream of cut grass and flying stars)-- all the while, there is that deep rumble in the distance, and even though I am minding my own business and even though there is someone telling me "Red Cross Dog, I know you'll help me find my way back home," I cannot forget that my country is falling and I cannot pick it up. I cannot do this. Patricia Zontelli's first collection of poems,Edith Jacobson Begins to Fly, was published by New Rivers Press in 1992. She teaches art at the University of Wisconsin, Stout. |
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