Poem by Timothy Kercher


Home on Fire

If Penelope was Colorado,
I’m Odysseus returning
to a burning home—the trees,
the roofs, the wooden frames
on fire, 107 degree on the day
of my arrival, the grass not grass
but browned kindling, and when
our dogs arrive a day behind us,
they are in their third cage—half
the world away they started in
a smaller one, another half
in one a little bigger,
and London to Denver
in a giant-sized crate I would say,
“fit for king” on this smoke-
tinged day where the sunset makes
Long’s Peak look like even it
is burning, and I am wishing
for my own cage to grow, this passage
from east to west on a plane, transforming
the geography of home, even
as Colorado’s forests shrink,
even as trees burn like suitors,
even as the fire’s appetite grows larger,
the flames reaching higher, my cage
expanding to consume the sky.


Photography © Allison Goldin
Photography © Allison Goldin


Timothy Kercher lived abroad from 2006 to 2012—four years in the country of Georgia and two in Ukraine—and has now moved back to his home in Dolores, Colorado. He continues to translate contemporary poetry from the Republic of Georgia. He is a high school English teacher and has worked in five countries—Mongolia, Mexico, and Bosnia being the others. His essays, poems, and translations have appeared a number of recent literary publications, including Music & Literature, Crazyhorse, Versal, Plume, upstreet, and others.

Allison Goldin is an artist living in California. Her work is a collection of spontaneous drawings from the imagination. The most common link throughout her art are the semi-recognizable creatures scattered amongst and bringing together the surrounding doodles.


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