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By a Creek
But I'm not there. Right now I'm sitting in a room alone, remembering being there. I can feel absolutely sure that creek is rushing forward,...
Iowa Review, 10/01/09 by Wagoner, David · More from publication -
That Night in London
That night in London Stephen Spender said come to my party Allen Tate is passing through again on his way somewhere we went in our Guggenheim...
Hudson Review, The, 07/01/09 by Wagoner, David · More from publication -
A Cold Call
Holly is calling me from the cemetery. She wants to plot my future. She really wants me to be considerate of my loved ones in advance, to make...
Hudson Review, The, 07/01/09 by Wagoner, David · More from publication -
A Zodiac for the 22nd Century
We will endure under new signs and wonders. For Aries, Sheep. For Taurus, Horny Ox. For Gemini, Octuplets. For Cancer, More Cancer. For Virgo,...
Hudson Review, The, 07/01/09 by Wagoner, David · More from publication -
In the Congregational Basement
In the Congregational Basement On an old piece of plywood the size of a ping-pong table we built Jerusalem out of oatmeal, flour, and...
Christianity and Literature, 06/22/09 by David Wagoner · More from publication -
A Hybrid Approach for Overcoming Common IV&V Challenges
The world of independent verification and validation (IV&V) is one fraught with challenges and pitfalls. Chief among them is a set of cultural...
Software Quality Professional, 12/01/08 by Wagoner, David F · More from publication -
Ashes.(Poem)
In folk tales if you wish for gold and dream of it and search for it in the woods or dig for it in the mountains or sail to a strange island...
TriQuarterly, 03/22/08 by Wagoner, David · More from publication -
At Dawn on the Fifth of July.(Poem)
At the dead end of the street: charred cones and cylinders, no-longer explosive fragments of spheres and nuggets, the pavement covered with...
TriQuarterly, 03/22/08 by Wagoner, David · More from publication -
An Informal Elegy for Neckties
Many still hang in closets, bearing the signs of a thousand and one immemorial knots or in folds of tissue paper in narrow boxes on shelves or...
Hudson Review, The, 01/01/08 by Wagoner, David · More from publication -
The Red Hat.(Poem)
The lady had come right through the front door to visit Grandma without being asked in. They sat in the living room and talked and talked about...
TriQuarterly, 09/22/07 by Wagoner, David · More from publication
