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Jason Heroux

21st Century Translated by Robert Bly

When I look up at the night sky, I am
a cricket in the dark grass of heaven,
hearing trees carry the wind’s coffin
through woods that are no longer there.

Jason Heroux lives in a house on a street in a city on Earth, loving every minute of it.


Jason Heroux

Dear North America

I love the way your empty shopping
carts always fit so perfectly inside each other,
and the dark lollipop of your stop sign’s shadow.

Jason Heroux’s most recent book is the poetry collection Hard Work Cheering Up Sad Machines (Mansfield Press, April 2016)