From Issue 14: The Feather River

Kandie St. Germain I remember it saintly, permanently, a loom woven with granite, its surface stenciled by a rocky bed, once flecked with gold— the sun a starry-eyed reflection, Narcissus, perhaps, looking for a lost solitaire, loving what he saw: the sublime geometrics or a blurry malefic confession freezing into a winter of now and here—these Joshua Trees and black vultures halved by my backyard fence from where I look, pausing in this—   Kandie St.Germain’s a desert dweller and the author of *Closet Drama,* Bear Star Press, 2001. Her poems have most recently appeared in *Rattle* and *Willow Springs.*…

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