Hill, Sean

United States, (b. 1973)

Uncle John

  1. That was the year
  2. Granddaddy Thomas died
  3. Left the family worse than broke
  4. Uncle John stole a ham
  5. from Mr. Ennis’s Meat Market
  6. He was seventeen
  7. Lost his taste for it
  8. locked up
  9. fourteen years
  10. Ham salt cured and earth-red
  11. sliced with the fat hanging on
  12. yellow sunshine on a white plate
  13. The hambone cut crosswise
  14. rings marrow
  15. a dark eye
  16. All in the skillet
  17. making gravy for grits
  18. Lost the taste for all things salt
  19. The ocean he hasn’t seen
  20. Woman and man
  21. He don’t never want to see
  22. no more ham on his plate
  23. Hates pigs
  24. Was hard for him
  25. Hates white folks too
  26. Time off for good behavior
  27. They didn’t hold him to the last six
  28. He’s a hog farmer
  29. only eats beef and chicken and turkey
  30. fish, turtle, and rabbit,
  31. squirrel, possum, and coon
  32. and he seasons his greens with smoked oxtails
  33. Can’t raise white folks for slaughter.

© Sean Hill. Blood Ties & Brown Liquor. Athens, GA: University of Georgia Press (2008).

Milledgeville Haibun

  1. Beat. Beat. Beats beat here. The sound of the train on the Georgia road, the measured claps of the wheels at the gaps of the joints of the rails is the beat of the hammer on iron and anvil at the smithy, Sol’s shop, shaping shoes for mules and horses; and the sizzle of red metal in water is the train’s whistle, and all echoes resound and effuse, and the last word returns like watermelons here with summer heat, beat with a hammer, beat when he, a boy, broke into the garden at the county jail at night when the beat men were asleep because theirs were the sweetest, so bust one open, the dull thud just before the crack, and eat the heart and move on to the next; and he moved on to women and settled eventually on one and finally busted her with finality, thud before crack, and he measured time raising the sweetest watermelons for a time and time served he returned, a man, and he lay on the tracks of the Georgia road cradled by the rails. Heart stopped.
  2. Old railroad, abandoned—
  3. between crossties trees grow,
  4. a feral pig roots below branches.

© Sean Hill. Blood Ties & Brown Liquor. Athens, GA: University of Georgia Press (2008).

About the Poet:

Sean Hill, United States, (b. 1973), is a poet, editor and educator. He has served as the director of the Minnesota Northwoods Writers Conference at Bemidji State University since 2012. Hill is a consulting editor at Broadsided Press, a monthly broadside publisher. He has taught at several universities, including at the University of Alaska – Fairbanks and Georgia Southern University as an Assistant Professor. Hill lives in Montana with his family and will be Visiting Professor of Creative Writing at the University of Montana for the 2020-2021 academic year. [DES-11/21]

Additional information:

Leave a Comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.