S c o t t T. S t a r b u c k Shura Said The moment you forget you’re going to die you are a mule for a fat man with bags of gold. Field at 11th and Taylor in Portland, Oregon First, there was a forest then maybe a log cabin then a furniture business then a sign shop until it burnt and there was a field. Pygmy goats gnawed waist-high grass happily ignorant of the small space once filled by men. Hands pressed against a fence. Stars arced, sun rose, river flowed on. You can see Scott T. Starbuck’s clay art at The Spirit of the Salmon Fund, hear him read two poems at Fogged Clarity, or listen to his interview about The Warrior Poems and Other Poems. His recent work is at Scythe, Blue Lotus Review, and Untitled Country Review. His newest poems are forthcoming at Atticus Review , NICHE, rfishc, The Raven Chronicles’ “Matters of the Spirit”, and Cream City Review's theme issue, "Dispatches from the Front: Labor and the Fight For Worker’s Rights." |
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Scott T. Starbuck |