Abstract
dc:description.abstractWe are no fictions, and we are getting heavier. We no longer tell our mirrors 'This can’t be happening.' Because we will not lower ourselves, you can keep your Najaf, its obstinate earth baking its people hard as rock from meridian to meridian. This earth blowing itself apart as fast as we can arrange it. As if death and nature behold with surprise we trembling sinners. As if we are just descended, and our entire bodies— somehow negotiable across this blackness—are and are not so. Every day blued steel blackens palms, ashen knuckles wrung numb—the crossing and relaxing of so many pairs of fingers begging release, as we carry in one last finger-fold our will.
Degree
thesis:*- Name thesis:degree_name
- Master of Fine Arts (MFA)
- Grantor dc:publisher
- University of Montana
- Year
- 2012
Author and committee
dc:creator, dc:contributor.*- Author dc:creator
-
- Garner, Jr., Clinton Wesley
Subjects
dc:subject × 2Identifiers
dc:identifier.*- Repository record dc:identifier
- https://scholarworks.umt.edu/etd/324
- OAI identifier oai:identifier
- oai:scholarworks.umt.edu:etd-1343