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The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the vengeance; he shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked. Psalm 58…
Brooks Haxton, born in Greenville, Mississippi, in 1950, is the son of the novelist Ellen Douglas and the composer Kenneth Haxton. The recipient of fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts, the National Endowment for the Humanities, and the Guggenheim Foundation, Haxton teaches in the writing programs at Syracuse University and Warren Wilson College. He lives in Syracuse with his wife and three children.)
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Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts. Psalm 42 The waterfall in sunlight is God…
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Psalm 22 When fever burned the last light out of my daughter’s eyes,…
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In the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom. Psalm 51 That young man…
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The wine of astonishment is house wine at my house. The whiskey of it is a sauce we savor. The cocaine…
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The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. Psalm 121 On a hillside scattered with temples broken…
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I made sackcloth my garment once, by cutting arm and neck holes into a burlap bag. A croker sack they called it. Sackdragger they called the man who dragged a croker sack…
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Gripping the lectern, rocking it, searching the faces for the souls, for signs of heartfelt mindfulness at work, I thought, as I recited words I wrote in tears: instead of tears,…
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Cattle egrets in the dry grass waded like white clerics at the hooves of brood cows, heifers, and new calves.…
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Why art thou cast down, O my soul? Psalm 42 Down from twilight into dark at noon, through darker, down until the black…
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My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? I will declare thy name unto my brethren.… Psalm 102 OK. Let’s not call what ditched us God:…
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I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert. I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon the housetop. Psalm 102…