Emergency Haying by Hayden Carruth
The past few days have made me think: who are my heroes? Emergency Haying Hayden Carruth Coming home with the last load I ride standing on the wagon tongue, behind the tractor in hot exhaust, lank with sweat, my arms strung awkwardly along the hayrack, cruciform. Almost
The Cows at Night by Hayden Carruth
A knot has formed in my throat. The moment seems to stretch endlessly as I write this. It's so beautiful it hurts. My chest hurts, and I don't know if I'll ever recover. Thank you, M. The Cows at Night Hayden Carruth The