In Everything We Always Knew Was True, James Galvin portrays the solitude, spectacle, and ruggedness of the rural American West in an unsentimentally vulnerable voice. Galvin’s poems document a communion with landscape, questioning humanity’s ability to cope with losses both universal and deeply personal. This book shares honest and ordinary truths earned by an attentive, compassionate, investigative mind.
ISBN: 9781556594922
Format: Paperback
Americanathon
Waiting for the New Ice Age to come along
Like a dawdling child from a previous eon,
Waiting for the homeless man to go on home
With his tired cardboard sign that says, Anything helps,
Waiting for a cure, waiting for the closeout sale,
The black sail, a new tarboosh and a tiny red car,
A new, improved, and safer war,
A harmless war, a war that we could win,
A brain tumor in your smartphone, an entitlement check
(Will you please check on my entitlement?),
Waiting for the bank-hack, the backtrack, the take,
Waiting for a calabash, the calaboose, an acquisition,
An accusation, resuscitation from a total stranger,
Waiting for the finish line to explode.
