Remembering Utah
by S.D. Lishan
The outsourced
stories
of your eyes:
Irradiating tears
they travel
with the weight
of winter
on their headstones
of years.
Fallow, they lie
sweet as love,
from Juab to
Grouse Creek,
their sour
stench candling
partitions
of regret,
their leaves still
succulent,
their flowers
yellow and green,
like the stonecrop
beside the creek
near Hiawatha,
beyond Mexican Hat,
Big Water,
Uveda,
and the Needle range.
It all comes
back if you wait
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