Evening at Kuerners after Wyeth twilight claims the day the ice mountain stream flows more quietly as it passes the house bird cries settle silently on barren branches and the wind blows a little colder within the wood realm night creatures open eyes watching the pale sky turn dark and secure a stray twig taps softly against the shed window and slender weeds tentatively caress the sides of the house as all colour disappears no smoke rises from the chimney and within the house there is but a single light E. D. Lloyd-Kimbrel This poem first appeared in Foxtail, and was reprinted in Dan River Anthology. In one way or another, E. D. Lloyd-Kimbrel has been writing since childhood, with poetry a constant. Over the years, here and there, off and on, in-between various employments and academic endeavors and geographical locations, she has published creative non-fiction, biographical, critical, and scholarly articles and essays in peer-reviewed publications, and a scattering of poems in little literary journals.
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February 2021
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