David Moolten's Writings
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Jan.12.2010
THE RED SHOES
Pulling out government coupons for the first timeIn a Krogers twelve blocks from her walk upSo the bagboys and cashiers and seniorsBrowsing tabloids would all be strangers,She’s slow motion through and past their stares.She feels every nuance of her body As a tense repressed trembling, a calculated,...
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Poem
Jan.12.2010
BEAUTY
He entered the sty, and she cringed. She’d always Remember him, a beast with black hair And blue eyes, a young German, and the sound Of screeching ducks and gunshots in the barnyard Where treacherous neighbors had gossiped Away the good frightened family who’d stashed her And hers like livestock with souls,...
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Poem
Aug.29.2009
For José M. Hernández
The boy squatting with a wood and wire crate In Salinas has finally risen Above his station, California almost Beautiful from this distance. Now when he bends To the heavy glass he’s hurtling through Vacuum cold as night on the desert When coyotes bring the families across In rust gnawed pick...
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Poem
Aug.25.2009
First appeared in the Kenyon Review
Yesterday, when you called me from whereThey wring your body in rehabilitation,And cried like static into the phone,I wanted to say, this is not you anymore,
Forget your life as it is, let the receiverFall away as I do, summer, sandalled womenAlong endless asphalt, black turf, glory againYears ago, enough for both of us. Remember
How you used to swear there was...
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About David
I'm the author of three books of poetry, Plums & Ashes (Northeastern University, 1994), which won the Samuel French Morse Poetry Prize, Especially Then (David Robert Books, 2005), and Primitive Mood (Truman State University, 2009), which recently won the...
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