I wouldn’t write at
all if it weren’t for myriad writers before me whose works showed me what was
possible. The poems of this series are small offerings of respect, of thanks,
to those muses. – Brian Beatty
Lorine Niedecker
I once roused a wild
turkey out of the woods
behind that Burger King
on the edge of town.
Time stopped as we faced off
in the drive-thru lane, both convinced
the right of way belonged to us.
I’m plenty aware how ridiculous
this must sound.
But I was hungry.
– Brian Beatty
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Some tributes are more abstracted than others. Niedecker likely would not have mentioned a Burger King drive-thru in her poems, but it's 2019 and that's where this stare-down occurred.
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