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Pre-Existing Conditions, Debra Marquart Sep 2012

Pre-Existing Conditions, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Three weeks ago, my sister went on her lunch break

and turned right, for home, rather than left, for the clinic,

where she might have been forced to admit to the doctor

that the pain in her left arm was something more than...


The Other Woman, Debra Marquart Apr 2012

The Other Woman, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Because I could. Because back then it seemed simple to put your hand out and peel a man away from another woman, almost like ripe fruit, almost like another country, the late-seventies that blessed window of time after the pill, right before AIDS. Vietnam was over, drinking age was still eighteen.


Whisker Meditations, Debra Marquart Apr 2012

Whisker Meditations, Debra Marquart

English Publications

When I told my fiance' s mother about my persistent, recurring whisker-lower right, underside of my chin-she smiled sideways, said, "Be glad it's only one."


Paul L. Errington: His Life And Work, Matthew Sivils Jan 2012

Paul L. Errington: His Life And Work, Matthew Sivils

English Publications

Trapper, ecologist, and nature writer Paul Errington dedicated his life to the understanding and preservation of wetland environments and to the rich diversity of wildlife that calls tl1em home. Through his technical research as well as in his popular writing, Errington challenged us to change the way we think about and value marshlands. He was one of tl1e most innovative, forward-thinking, and influential ecologists of his day, and his lifetime of exploring and working in midwestern glacial marshes culminated in his natural history classic, Of Men and Marshes.


Ephemra, Debra Marquart Jan 2012

Ephemra, Debra Marquart

English Publications

The thing is, I'm trying to finish my novel, but the water keeps coming in the basement. Not the basement of the novel, but the basement of my fiance's house in Michigan where I spend my summers.


After The Fire, Debra Marquart Jan 2012

After The Fire, Debra Marquart

English Publications

The truck left the highway going seventy. It might have slid to a halt­ innocent screech of brakes on the pavement, muddy tire ruts on the soft shoulder of the road-if not for the pull-out approach it encountered in the ditch, which it took from the side. A twenty-six-foot Ryder truck full of our three-man road crew and our equipment was vaulted into the air. Ninety-five feet it flew, the police say.


Scent, Debra Marquart Jan 2012

Scent, Debra Marquart

English Publications

That Christmas Eve

we watched Mother open present

after present, useful socks, a colorful blouse, cotton pajamas...


Oud, Debra Marquart Jan 2012

Oud, Debra Marquart

English Publications

It traveled from Damascus,

shipped in a plywood box

resembling a baby's coffin...


Losing The Meadow, Debra Marquart Jan 2012

Losing The Meadow, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Iowa, a cool spring morning with the windows open. The robins are saying cheer up, cheer up. Mourning doves coo, and crows swoop down, cawing as they pick through a bag of garbage that one of them has dragged from the dumpster and spread across the driveway...


Ground Oregano, Debra Marquart Jan 2012

Ground Oregano, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Bitter green, bottled dust of pungent woods

I've carried across cities and states, past its prime,

almost gone now, origanum vulgare, twenty-five years

since I tucked it in the spice rack after he insisted

he was allergic, although I'd used it in the lasagna,

chili, and spaghetti he'd eaten with relish, without illness...


Memorabilia, Debra Marquart Jan 2012

Memorabilia, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Across from Nails Pro and Forever 21,

behind a corner of glass, Roger Maris

swings without ceasing and rounds bases

on an endless tape loop of home runs...


Balance, Debra Marquart Nov 2011

Balance, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Too careful, that first day, they sat on the floor palm‐to‐palm making church steeples. He showed her the trick where two can lean back‐to‐back in mid‐air and rest easy, if one does not press harder than the other...


Cell, Debra Marquart Jan 2011

Cell, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Lately I've been calling myself when necessity requires, the landline part of me who has a meeting and must be out the door dials the cell self lost in the deep pocket...


Greyhound Days, Debra Marquart Jan 2011

Greyhound Days, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Because your mother is the Typhoid Mary

of travel. Because lightning, blizzards,

everything but locusts, plague her travel days.

Because that one time in Minneapolis,

some pilot-error, failing engine part, or

threat of nuclear disaster necessitated

an overnight stay, she now refuses to fly.


Those Desirable Things, Debra Marquart Jan 2011

Those Desirable Things, Debra Marquart

English Publications

My copy of A Room of One's Own is old, purchased used in the university bookstore I attended in the 1980s. In the years since, it's been pushed deep into the corner of the shelf by other books-Rich, Lorde, Kristeva, Cixous. A small book, it holds down the dusty edge.


Thirteen Ways Of Looking At The Weather, Debra Marquart Jan 2011

Thirteen Ways Of Looking At The Weather, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Footage of a tornado this spring morning on The Weather Channel. Tuberous as a taproot, it dips, retracts, stretches thin, then holds, taut as a sprung coil. Dark topsoil rises in spinning wisps as the funnel makes contact with the ground, widens, then moves like a vacuum across flat, unfortunate Kansas.


Nil Ductility, Debra Marquart Jan 2011

Nil Ductility, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Time now to wonder about Bryce who sold

laminated timber beams out of his Fargo office,

the old growth forested in Oregon and East Glacier...


Invasive, Debra Marquart Jan 2011

Invasive, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Rather than write the memo

about the troubling colleague

I go out to weed the flowerbed

beat back the carpet of grass

that's overgrown its boundary...


The Art Of Cheer, Debra Marquart Jan 2011

The Art Of Cheer, Debra Marquart

English Publications

The afternoon I bought my first record, "Red Rubber Ball" by the Cyrkle, I went to my best friend Jovita Becker's house. She plucked the single from the sleeve and dropped it onto her turntable with a crunch of the needle as the sound of the Farftsa organ rang out, and we danced the Pony on the bouncy, wood floor of her upstairs bedroom. I went to her house often, late afternoons, after Catholic school, while her parents were still at work at their grocery store.


Some Things About That Day, Debra Marquart Jan 2010

Some Things About That Day, Debra Marquart

English Publications

The placards I walked through. The wet raincoat on a hook. The questionnaire on a clipboard placed before me. Couples sat around me in the waiting room. They were young. What am I saying? I was only thirty-two.


Refusing Nostalgia: On Geographical Flight And Cultural Amnesia, Debra Marquart Jan 2010

Refusing Nostalgia: On Geographical Flight And Cultural Amnesia, Debra Marquart

English Publications

As a child, I was a map gazer. I'd set my small finger down in Alsace, in that blessed valley of castles, church spires, vineyards, and rolling fields of sunflowers between the Vosges Mountains and the Rhine river, then I'd tramp my fingers like a small scissors eastward through Germany. I'd touch down on the shore of the Danube and trace its long artery, the eastern route my ancestors took in 1803 to reach Odessa on the Black Sea. I longed to feel under my fingertips the slow progress of the overland caravan, the teams of oxen ...


“The Base, Cursed Thing”: Panther Attacks, Ecotones, And Antebellum American Fiction, Matthew Sivils Jan 2010

“The Base, Cursed Thing”: Panther Attacks, Ecotones, And Antebellum American Fiction, Matthew Sivils

English Publications

The panther attack scenes found in the fiction of Charles Brockden Brown (1771-1810), James Fenimore Cooper (1789-1851), and Harriet Prescott Spofford (1835-1921) portray these animals as literary monsters indicative of a developing American environmental anxiety. Drawing on a selection of recent critical studies dealing with both antebellum American fiction and ecocriticism, I suggest that these scenes reveal, especially through their depiction of panther attacks in what ecologists now refer to as anthropogenic ecotones (human-made environmental edges), the beginnings of an American cultural recognition of environmental degradation. Ultimately these panther attack scenes prefigure an American environmental ethic, revealing an instructive early ...


Somewhere In A House Where You Are Not, Debra Marquart Jan 2009

Somewhere In A House Where You Are Not, Debra Marquart

English Publications

There is sunlight coming through windows

somewhere in a house where you are not.

An old man and old woman eating breakfast

to the sound of the clock, out of words...


The Perils Of Travel, Debra Marquart Jan 2009

The Perils Of Travel, Debra Marquart

English Publications

Something that unnerves me when I fly on certain European airlines is the way that passengers will applaud at touchdown, as if a crash landing were the norm, so an uneventful landing is a cause for celebration.


Bookmobile, Debra Marquart Jan 2007

Bookmobile, Debra Marquart

English Publications

To be saved by books, to be allowed to file in twos away from Sister Paula's math class,

to climb those three small steps off the curb, and be met by the smell of old paper, glue and leather bindings....


Lazer Land Outing With Boys, Debra Marquart Jan 2007

Lazer Land Outing With Boys, Debra Marquart

English Publications

I'm not their mother, although the picture

so convinces the arcade manager

that he shouts, Happy Mother's Day...


Silos, Debra Marquart Jan 2007

Silos, Debra Marquart

English Publications

ground zero we believed

we were ground zero

north dakota, 1964...


Reconsidering An Agricultural Childhood, Debra Marquart Jan 2007

Reconsidering An Agricultural Childhood, Debra Marquart

English Publications

In an interview titled, "Field Observations," the environmentalist and writer, Wendell Berry, spoke about long-range decisions he was making for his farmland in the Kentucky River Valley. "What I'm going to do here." he explained to the interviewer as they walked Berry's upland pastures, "is grow an old -growth forest. It will take about 200 years, and I won't live to see it."


Chores, Debra Marquart Jan 2007

Chores, Debra Marquart

English Publications

There is a gravel road about a quarter-mile long leading out of my parents' farm in North Dakota that leads to another gravel road about a half-mile long, which eventually meets up with Highway 3, the two-lane blacktop that runs through my hometown. When I was a kid, I sat for hours in my brother's bedroom facing the highway, and I kept a running tally of how many cars and trucks passed our farm...


Chill Factor, Debra Marquart Jan 2007

Chill Factor, Debra Marquart

English Publications

sometimes at parties in moorhead my friend's late night rambling hushed as if fearing microphones in the walls crazy talk....