William Logan’s most recent book of poems is Rift of Light; his most recent book of essays is Dickinson’s Nerves, Frost’s Woods.
 (January 2020)


Moon, January

The moon was Chanel, show-offy in purity, an also- ran or might-have-been. The air chewed twigs from the bare trees, gorging on unkempt gardens. The healthy cold proved Prussian, stringent about lavatories and honor. I saw the afternoon …