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As the resident poet at EcoHealth Alliance, my verse finds inspiration these days in the spectre of global pandemics. At LMU Munich's Amerika-Institut, where I tutor composition and poetics, I'm anatomizing the sonnets of E. A. Robinson for my dissertation. I also teach at Münchner Volkshochschule and Amerikahaus.

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Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota

by James Wright

Over my head, I see the bronze butterfly,   
Asleep on the black trunk, 
Blowing like a leaf in green shadow.   
Down the ravine behind the empty house,   
The cowbells follow one another   
Into the distances of the afternoon.   
To my right, 
In a field of sunlight between two pines,   
The droppings of last year’s horses   
Blaze up into golden stones. 
I lean back, as the evening darkens and comes on.   
A chicken hawk floats over, looking for home. 
I have wasted my life.

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