A Belonging Field

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Salt, 2002 - Poetry - 99 pages
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October full of dust, floating dimly then falling, the sun burnished garish and whiskey. Its light seeped like dye into the cracked ground. Children softly erupted as their fathers sat in tractors, pulling a curtain closed. I was a child, among the rubble, silos spilling bricks from the top down, cold barns filled with mice.

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About the author (2002)

Andrew Grace was born in 1978 in Champaign-Urbana, Illinois, where his family has farmed for several generations. He studied English literature at Kenyon College in Ohio, where he currently resides. His poems have appeared in several journals and he is the winner of an Academy of American Poets Prize.

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