Nine poems from Rose McLarney (poetry, ’10) appear in Cold Mountain Review:
You Must Know Things by Their Moving Away
From leavings, you may learn the animals. Look for tracks
of bobcat in mud and dust. Droppings and, in them, details
of what fruit (the pits) or meat (the fur) was the fox’s feast.
Flattened places in front of the berry bushes where a bear stood,
reaching. Burrow into which a beaver bowed. Path into brush [. . . continue reading this poem and others here.]