Academic journal article Field

In a Landscape: XIII

Academic journal article Field

In a Landscape: XIII

Article excerpt

How many people haven't you married, that you thought

for a moment - who knows - maybe you would? It seems to me

right now that one should take such things

as warnings, but of exactly what, I'm not sure. We should all

be allowed to feel this near miss, how many things happen

at the same time, and how people have varying degrees

of perceiving that. That could be

the warning. Or just that "you never know." Or better,

that song by Heart that went, "It goes to show

you never can tell." And so and so, and so and so. But even

with all the parsing, at some point

there will only be one person left. When my uncle died, for instance,

he was playing cards with my aunt. It was his move

and she just thought he was thinking. If so,

he's been thinking a long time. When she died a few years later,

I don't know who was there. Someone she loved,

I hope. And if not that, at least someone.

I hit a possum once, late at night on my paper route,

1990. 1 stopped and looked back at it lying there

in the road - a patch of blood on its head. Then slowly

from the bushes past the curb, several more

possums appeared. …

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