Song

An earthly ghost—a plastic bag
Caught up in branch and breeze,
That will deflate, disintegrate
Like passion, by degrees.

J. D. Smith

J. D. Smith

J.D. Smith's fourth collection, The Killing Tree, was published in 2016, and he has received a Fellowship in Poetry from the National Endowment for the Arts. Smith's books in other genres include the essay collection Dowsing and Science and the children's picture book The Best Mariachi in the World. He works in Washington, DC, where he lives with his wife Paula Van Lare and their rescue animals. Periodic updates are available at https://www.facebook.com/JD.Smith.Poet.and.Writer and www.jdsmithwriter.com.
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Author: J. D. Smith

J.D. Smith's fourth collection, The Killing Tree, was published in 2016, and he has received a Fellowship in Poetry from the National Endowment for the Arts. Smith's books in other genres include the essay collection Dowsing and Science and the children's picture book The Best Mariachi in the World. He works in Washington, DC, where he lives with his wife Paula Van Lare and their rescue animals. Periodic updates are available at https://www.facebook.com/JD.Smith.Poet.and.Writer and www.jdsmithwriter.com.