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On The Indiana Road

Jul. 18, 2010
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From my hometown I set out one day
that tempted all crocuses underground.

The Indiana highway was so lightly quiet
and great swaths of corn land lay to drying out.

Farmhouses, seal-like, just wallowed in sunlight
on drafts hawks hovered like amphibian sharks.

I drove on among celebrants in my old, old Chevy.
Sprung. Songful. Just a man expectant as a man could be.

Eamonn Wall lived and studied in Milwaukee from 1982-84 receiving an MA degree in English from UWM. His sixth volume of poetry, Sailing Lake Mareotis (Salmon Publishing) will appear in 2011 as will a volume of literary criticism, Writing the Irish West: Ecologies and Traditions (University of Notre Dame Press). He lives in Missouri where he is Smurfit-Stone Corporation Professor of Irish Studies at the University of Missouri-St. Louis.


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