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STOLEN FIRE, Wendi White

August 19, 2017 barkingsycamores 0

Stolen Fire by Wendi White Each of us, turning a key, flipping a switch, uses the energy of 89 slaves. — Andrew Nikiforuk You said, dear Father, that Monticello could not keep its fields plowed, […]

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TIME’S ARROW, Wendi White

August 16, 2017 barkingsycamores 0

Time’s Arrow by Wendi White After Piedra de Sol I search for an instant alive as a bird, through which I can fly beyond the courtyard of climbing vines, the fig tree bursting, the pomegranate […]

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RECONNAISSANCE, Wendi White

August 13, 2017 barkingsycamores 0

Reconnaissance by Wendi White At times I glimpse their shadows shifting between the trees shorn of leaves. Befeathered, bemused, they wait and watch. Four hundred years later in the half light of solstice, they waver […]