Posted Jan. 30, 2011, at 5:17 p.m.
Last modified Feb. 02, 2011, at 10:28 a.m.

The power goes at 6 p.m.

woodstove just heating up

get out candles, see if the phone works—

need to save water, keep

the refrigerator closed

but we’re fine otherwise

can find my way around

five radiant flames on the desk

sort of enjoy this threshold

the varied perspectives

reached, living here

splitting wood in the fall

water pipes freeze

or the pump gone 5 days

sends you back, changing priorities

wash, shave, cook, conserve

all done different

smell of your body changed

smell of the bathroom!

how only minor breakdowns

flat tire, lights out

alter the landscape—

this instance of  moon

emerging as moon

how moon becomes moon

that kind of enlightened

Bruce Holsapple grew up in Dexter and is a founding editor of Contraband, Maine’s first well-known small literary magazine, and Vox Audio, Contraband’s 21st century spinoff. He lives now in Magdalena, N.M. His recent collection of verse, “Vanishing Act,” is available from La Alameda Press at www.laalamedapress.com.