Winter 2007 • Vol. XXIX No. 1 Poetry |

I Leaned over the Railing

and was quite awake. A fierce-minded down-below. Even the tilted jonquils—some you'd plucked for me in a by-gone OK year— were set in this same light dimmed by fledgling shadows in which a dog or a deer rears up. Ah, that it I'd been straining to see. Before. Before above. Before all hell broke loose.

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Nance Van Winckel is the author of eight books of poetry, most recently Our Foreigner, winner of the Pacific Coast Poetry Series Prize (Beyond Baroque Press, 2017), Book of No Ledge (Pleiades Press Visual Poetry Series, 2016), and Pacific Walkers (U. of Washington Press, 2014). Find her at www.nancevanwinckel.com.

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