“Not everyone will walk away from a computer into the vast outdoors and find help from a hawk. But over time, these ‘focused walkaways,’ which were first unexpected distractions, have become a scheduled part of my practice, my discipline.”
Poet GC Waldrep shares the experiences behind his poem “The Arrhythmias,” including horrible dreams, stolen peaches, and a childhood book with a bright turquoise color.
One season my stomach shrankfrom staying in bed for monthsso hungry. When bears hibernate, their bodies recycle to stayalive: reabsorbing urine, feces,like a dream each night. In those winter days,my stronger self recededinto that hole we all fear. Dirt from every angle. No onethinks so, but bears do wakein that shadowed cave, shifting to ward …
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