by Brad Crump | Apr 21, 2020 | Recent poems
IN THE DARK After you turn out the light, we liesilent, not touching, face upon our side-by-side pillows like effigiesof gentry on their tombs, as ifwaiting for the Second Coming,as if our devotion and our faithcould save us. The weightof what’s awry between us...
by Brad Crump | Apr 13, 2020 | Recent poems
1. Into our bedroom’s dark funk, before dawn,For the first time in months, drift fragments of song.A robin—just back—on the garage roofThreads this northern silence with notes.Freezing drizzle, gray pall, the lawn piebald with snow–But he’s giving thanks. His...
by Brad Crump | Oct 22, 2019 | Recent poems
issuu.com/doorcountyliving/docs/ppv25i31_issuu GRAVE STONEI filched a stone from my father’s newly-filled grave,while the clay was still red clods,before the turf was laid. A grave man, he was often stony. Istonewalled him. I bear the weightof this, heavy as...
by Brad Crump | Dec 2, 2018 | Recent poems
THINGS I LEARNED THIS MONTHafter William Stafford Honey-bees point their co-workers toward food,dancing to show which way to fly, and for how long. Sometimes you can forget how to speak,if you pass your days in silence. An old man from Mexico with Alzheimer’swas shot...
by Brad Crump | Dec 2, 2018 | Recent poems
My poems “First Anniversary” and “Mayday Manifesto” from the winter 2018 issue of Boomer LitMag....
by Brad Crump | Nov 2, 2018 | Recent poems
My poem “This State,” about motherhood, was published in Rattle #21....