Tin Roof by Hiram Larew

Ten Most Read Poets – North of Oxford 2019

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The following is a list of the most read poets published by North of Oxford by reader views between December 2018 to December 2019.

jon

i was the night by Jonathan Hine

https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2019/07/15/i-was-the-night-by-jonathan-hine/

douggg

Obit by Doug Holder

https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2019/08/14/obit-by-doug-holder/

bryon

2 Poems by Byron Beynon

https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2019/05/15/2-poems-by-byron-beynon/

Akshaya

2 Poems by Akshaya Pawaskar

https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2019/02/13/2-poems-by-akshaya-pawaskar/

judy

The Natural World by Judy Kronenfeld

https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2019/02/13/the-natural-world-by-judy-kronenfeld/

nasim

2 Poems by Nasim Basiri

https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2019/02/13/2-poems-by-nasim-basiri/

hiram

Tin Roof by Hiram Larew

https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2019/06/13/tin-roof-by-hiram-larew/

1.M.Campbell.photo2

Tell Them You Invited Me by Margaret A. Campbell

https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2019/02/13/tell-them-you-invited-me-by-margaret-a-campbell/

JC Todd headshot (1)

2 Poems by J.C. Todd

https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2019/05/15/2-poems-by-j-c-todd/

tim

America by Tim Suermondt

https://northofoxford.wordpress.com/2019/06/13/america-by-tim-suermondt/

Tin Roof by Hiram Larew

appples
Tin Roof
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When I was 17
           apples were busheled in baskets —
           and I was the straw under those red round spirits
All the light coming in
            was planked and slanted across them
            and every wasp in the world
            hovered just above them.
            Yes
Whatever apples were
            I wanted to be.
.
            And in a way
When I was 17
           apples ate me —
What was to become my heart
           was only some wild weedy row in a orchard out back.
And any sheen reflecting off their skins or the barn’s tin roof
             was all that I wanted to be.
.
When I was 17
           with every seed buried deep inside
           even my gangly gaze was humming.
And somehow I knew before tasting anything
            tartly sweet
            that that was what I wanted to be
            right there
            in the baskets.
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hiram
Hiram Larew is a global hunger specialist.  His poems have appeared recently in The New Ulster, Lunaris Review, Voices Israel,Hedge Apple, and Contemporary American Voices.  His fourth collection, Undone, was published in 2018 by FootHills Publishing.  On Facebook at Hiram Larew, Poet and at Poetry X Hunger.