Tag Archives: mountains

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by Christopher Raley   Once long ago we were at a party in a bar on a lake, and the mountains were black in the dark of the tall windows. Distant headlights drew a diagonal line.   I was in … Continue reading

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The Psychic

by Christopher Raley   The hostess sat them next to me and since I was alone and writing I eaves dropped on their conversation between stanzas of the poem forming.   She was a black woman and he a white … Continue reading

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Trash

by Christopher Raley   Clouds cover stars and pin down earth in dry stillness the city cannot hope to receive. It casts its troubled light against their bellies as if staining them with a longing to be found.   There … Continue reading

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Rising

On the long length up the mountain side we took our rest and sat on our coats.   I told him to spur him the distance over the ledge and down to the ridge where the chalk line path shone … Continue reading

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