John Moritz (1946-2007)

Poet, publisher and friend John Moritz died this past Saturday. Great sadness.

Here is a poem from his book by the same title:

Cartography

Night falls over abandoned hills, over the brown of grass,
over those places the heart dwells. Those dark waves of inland sea
pitch on the arm of this vast lonliness.
The approach opens in the west. The map of a day gone
across the toss of bluestem hangs over the far slope.
A few scrub cottonwood, hedging the memory of a creek bed,
frame a resistence. In the last length of an orange filtered light,
the filter of sandstone passes through the broken tangle of branch.

More on John & his work, here & here.

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