Justin Brock | Posts Tagged ‘ Poetry ’

I’ve recently redesigned the website. Sadly, one of the things I lost were comments. Here’s the conversation that happened around this poem. Laurence – a breath of fresh air, reading this – and when you get to the end of the last word of the last language you know, which feels far too soon every [...]

This poem came to me over Christmas break, 1998-1999. My dad, brother-in-law and I were looking over some acres in rural Mississippi where Dad was hoping to hunt. Having walked through the woods for a while, we came upon a clearing piled high in the center with bulldozed trees. My brother-in-law and I enter the [...]