a literary journal published by the Black Earth Institute dedicated to re-forging the links between art and spirit, earth and society
to a woman whose baby may be a bomb.
I mail things off without return addresses
knowing they will never find me again.
When the news talks of RPGs I get confused:
is it a role-playing game or a rocket propelled grenade?
As a naturalized citizen I am compelled to believe
that I have never been a communist.
I am certain the things we do for our country
are never things, never done, not for everyone.
George Moore’s poetry appears in The Atlantic, Poetry (Chicago), Orion, North American Review, Colorado Review, Arc, Valparaiso, Orbis, and Dublin Review. His collections include Saint Agnes Outside the Walls (FurureCycle Press 2016) and Children’s Drawings of the Universe (Salmon Poetry 2015). Moore has been nominated for six Pushcart Prizes, The Rhysling Award, Best of the Net, and Best of the Web, and the Wolfson Poetry Award, and has been a finalist for The National Poetry Series, The Brittingham Award, and the Anhinga Poetry Prize. After a career teaching literature at the University of Colorado, he now lives on the south shore of Nova Scotia.http://spot.colorado.edu/~mooreg/Site/About.html