Tag Archives: Lester Coe (1925-1978)

November 23, “Beaver Moon,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

Beaver Moon   Portland has a park uphill, the Eastern Promenade, where we watch the travels of this November moon, the waterfront, Casco Bay. We sit in a rented Renault parked on the rock of Maine under an elm in … Continue reading

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“November 22, 1963,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

November 22, 1963   I kick through piles of parchment, broad sheets fallen on parking lot gravel at the Pioneer Valley Diner. The heavy sycamore towers over breakfast inside the truckers wait for the news I carry at ten cents … Continue reading

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November 21, “In Country, 1968,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

In Country, 1968 We figured he’d get hit, he wore his doom like a pair of fatigues. He was from near Cincinnati, worked at a gravel pit before getting drafted. Wasn’t with us long. Feck, Daniel Feck. It was another … Continue reading

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November 20, “Portrait of a Son,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

Portrait of a Son (for Julian Schnabel)   When you departed to study in Athens, I hung my head, hugged an icon like Saint Sebastian before second graders at morning mass, heroes in a cold war translation from the Latin. … Continue reading

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November 19, “Winchester .44,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

Winchester .44 Thanksgiving week, traditionally, was for butchering in Nicholas County, as late November air was likely to remain cool. Winter was the only refrigeration on Horse Ridge. Dad told us that when he was a boy, this was the … Continue reading

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November 18, “Natty Bumppo with Basketball,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

Natty Bumppo, with Basketball Dusk starts Sunday to turn weekend’s page as grey squirrels that play, that chases in morning dawnlight now retreat solitary as the elderly tomcat in retirement that keeps score from the bench below the trashcans lined … Continue reading

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November 17, “Draftcard,” from NOVEMBER: A Poem in 30 Days

Draftcard                                            Fix the stop sign red in high head light beam octagon and blood of rust enamel chip .30-06 … Continue reading

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