2 December 2004 | Vol. 4, No. 4

from Shy Green Fields

The choreography is deliberate so we know where

to put our feet. What then, these intersections?

Your body is so literal: even unexpected, low, and

out, so sleepiness and sugar. Holy work. Rooted

in the parallels, rooted in the directions, faithfully

showing me how, in what city do you love your

work, that you love me too? Here. This heart.

About the author:

Hugh Steinberg lives in Berkeley, where he teaches in the graduate writing program at California College of the Arts. He is the editor of Freehand, a new journal devoted to handwritten work. Other poems from Shy Green Fields can be found at (or are forthcoming from) No Tell Motel, Fence, Boston Review, Can We Have Our Ball Back?, 5_Trope, Slope, and Forklift, Ohio.

For further reading:

See the complete list of work by Hugh Steinberg at 42opus. Browse the contents of 42opus Vol. 4, No. 4, where "from Shy Green Fields" ran on December 2, 2004. List other work with these same labels: poetry.

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