Chris Dombrowski is the author of the memoir Body of Water (Milkweed Editions), a Bloomberg News Best Book of 2016, as well as three full length collections of poetry, most recently Ragged Anthem (WSUP, 2019). His poems have appeared in over a hundred anthologies and journals including Guernica, Gulf Coast, Orion, Poetry, Terrain.org, and The Southern Review. For the better part of two decades, he has taught creative writing to a vast array of age groups, most recently as the William Kittredge Visiting Writer-in-Residence in the Environmental Studies Program at the University of Montana. He lives in Missoula, where he guides the rivers, directs the Beargrass Writing Workshops, and makes his home with his loveably feral family.
This piece is excerpted from The River You Touch: Making a Life on Moving Water by Chris Dombrowski. The manifold radiance of an expectant mother: hips widened to the hilt, abrupt, Continue reading
He caught the singer in his hands before it sang, slick, jumping-like-a-pulse thing in the small cave his palms made, pliable, bird-boned, blinking other before it could join the bark-hugging horde Continue reading
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Like the hair she has waited all day to let down, a shadow unfurls from the Ponderosa’s trunk: a plank one might walk to horizon’s edge, the dark band just stops. Continue reading