Livestock reports and remnants

of history – I built a fire with whiskey,

tree limb and a memory of horses.

Tilled wilderness paused toward

far-off church bells.                     Oh

I have made a bleached skull, No Name

cemetery marker. The bell’s echo

swayed down on me: barn afire

and geese helpless over home.

Method:  I marked off a column of text one vertical inch wide down the right margins of two pages from Jim Harrison’s Dalva, and used only words and phrases located within those two vertical column inches. (Harrison, Jim. Dalva. New York: Washington Square Press, 1988. Print. 117, 175.