THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE
THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE by Aaron Fagan Leaves gather here Beneath the cherry Blooms. I am never Where I think I am. No need to
THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE by Aaron Fagan Leaves gather here Beneath the cherry Blooms. I am never Where I think I am. No need to
THE GHOUL FACTOR by Aaron Fagan Walking among woods outside Amherst, Deer trails weave me a way through. They say the people were high who
BLUE RIDGE by Aaron Fagan When I look Into your eyes It’s as though you Are holding on For dear life to A tree’s roots,
EL DORADO by Aaron Fagan A rat became the unit of currency. —Zbigniew Herbert Seems I must mention, Before it gets too late And I’m
ANYWHERE BUT HERE by Aaron Fagan Floating on the river In a canoe, I conclude: All is well. Everything Is older than we are. I’m
ZEPHYR by Aaron Fagan Blown from umbra to Penumbra to antumbra Into the full cast of the fine, Welcome light of spring, I followed the
REPOUSSÉ by Aaron Fagan There is a chill. The evening light Of this winter Day dissipates as The frost in the Windows grows. Moments pulse
A COMPLETE NOBODY by Aaron Fagan You walk back Through your Life, gathering Up the disparate Threads you laid Down, made From anything You could