Woman with Her Throat Cut (live)
Carey McHugh reading “Woman with Her Throat Cut” live at Bowdoin College, February 26, 2009.
Carey McHugh reading “Woman with Her Throat Cut” live at Bowdoin College, February 26, 2009.
Carey McHugh reading “Night Blooms” live at Bowdoin College, February 26, 2009.
Carey McHugh reading “Virginia Reel” live at Bowdoin College, February 26, 2009.
Carey McHugh reading “Yellow Jackets and the Sting Repeats” live at Bowdoin College, February 26, 2009.
Carey McHugh reading “From Aviaries and Asylums” live at Bowdoin College, February 26, 2009.
Early one morning on my way for iron, autumn arrived, pocking the ground with ovenbirds, nicking the white knives of poplars, their scissored bracts, keeping track of small fatigues: cords of wood, the leaf-fall that finally levels. Decay opens out like a colt, composure working backward towards panic. Always this pall before the hoof-step, the […]
The way the hayloft holds this view: unmanned fences, the increase of instance, of cattle the persistence of this lamplit, inclement year. Patient, eventual, brittle, misshapen and one fault lower than fear: your childhood is prairie-evident, delicate, waiting to leave in pearls. What I want is an instrument for oversight, a partial dissolve of silver […]
From airshafts I hear rummage. And summer long. A matter of joint-rot and den, a toothsong constant as a clatter of calves and as blind. The needlepoint is (rootfringe on a dead fig) fine. Concentration here, crosshatched rag and gall, the fibers gouged with stitch-lift. Awareness is like this, the stirring low of swallows banking […]