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Catching the Rain
Catching the Rain
Catching the Rain
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Bill Karnowski grew up in rural Jackson County located on the north end of the Flint Hills of Kansas. He and his thirteen brothers and sisters spent their childhoods on the Hoot Owl Hollow Ranch. His poetry has its roots as deep as the big bluestem grass that make up the last remaining expanses of the Tallgrass prairie. The Prairie Chickens still boom on early spring mornings. He will share his language of this land.
LanguageEnglish
PublisheriUniverse
Release dateMay 27, 2007
ISBN9780595896028
Catching the Rain
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William J. Karnowski

William J. Karnowski is a Flint Hills Kansas poet and the author of four books; Pushing the Chain, Painting the Train, Catching the Rain, and Dispensation published by iuniverse, and two chapbooks; The Hills of Laclede, and Hardtails and Highways. He has 90 poems published in the Topeka Capital Journal's Kansas Plus. He is published in the Midwest Quarterly, Kansas Voices, Kansas Authors Club journals, and online websites. William sponsors and judges the Karnowski Youth Poetry Contest for the Kansas Authors Club and is currently that organization's State President. Bill is a lifelong outdoorsman and enjoys traveling with his wife Sue. They have traveled throughout the USA and the Middle East. Bill and Sue enjoy tent camping and exploring the National Parks. They have three grown children; Kathy, Sandi, and Adam, and seven grandchildren; Andrew, William, Emma, Gracie, Ellianna, Darbi, and Kolton. His interests include building and riding motorcycles, building and flying his powered parachute, rifle marksmanship, and building and driving custom sports cars. Bill and Sue live at Laclede, Kansas on a 80 acre hay meadow in the middle of Pottawatomie County, Kansas.

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    Catching the Rain - William J. Karnowski

    Copyright © 2007 by William J. Karnowski

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any

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    The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views

    of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

    ISBN: 978-0-595-45287-3 (pbk)

    ISBN: 978-0-595-89629-5 (cloth)

    ISBN: 978-0-595-89602-8 (ebk)

    Printed in the United States of America

    Contents

    Introduction

    Salt

    Birds

    Vee Twin

    Journeys

    Morning in the Black Hills

    Lyrics to Some Song

    Pictures

    Hemi-demi-semi-quaver

    (one sixty-fourth note)

    Missing

    The Window Guy

    Bills and Bookstores

    Esses

    It

    The Fish Bowl

    The Sounds of Sabers Rattling

    Blue

    The Trickster

    The Pilgrimage

    Some Say

    Anthology

    The Well of the Mourning Women

    Wind Chime

    Bagpipes and Bugles

    The Sea

    I Just Got Home

    Warmth

    Charlie’s Lesson

    Morning at the Hotel Del Coronado

    The Smell of Sunrise

    For Now,

    I’m Glad She Just Holds Me Close

    The Backward Walking K

    Angel in the Orange Grove

    Tending

    Forever is Forever

    Wild Strawberries

    Desecrated Blossom

    Billy

    Walnut and Winchester

    Catching the Rain

    Two Cowboys

    The Doe

    Sidewinder Sonant

    The Birthday Present

    Flat Water

    Past Magic

    We

    Yahweh

    Crossing Over

    Cincodecava

    Flywheels

    Glory

    Hope Two

    Bitten

    Atlantis

    The Rest

    Flowers

    Balance

    Someone Says

    Valley Poetry

    (On Sophomore Love)

    Sand

    Blue Planet

    O Great Spirit

    Always of This Light

    Bodies of Knowledge

    Bread, Bright, and Blue

    The Agony of Jesus

    Ocean Drive

    Hangin ‘Round

    Hobos and Heroes

    I Cry

    Of Being

    Red Moon

    Two

    Of This I Am Not Dreaming

    The Critic

    Poets

    Momentum

    The Trail to Oregon

    Home

    Jealousy

    Morels

    Open

    Conversation

    Freedom

    Jacob’s Matter

    On My Way

    Close

    Untitled

    Comfort

    Prayer

    The Fool’s Proof

    June Bug

    Sunlight

    Souls

    Writing

    Horsepower

    The Rooster

    Making the Salad

    Tales of the American Holocaust

    Leaning

    Rhythms

    My First Memory

    God’s Gift

    Of Seven Years

    This is dedicated to Louise Frances Blanchat Karnowski, my mother and the first

    poet who caught my ear. Three of her poems are included in this book.

    Special thanks to Sue Karnowski, my wife and muse.

    Thanks to Karen Sells Brown for her editing.

    Introduction

    This is my night job,

    Incubating dinosaur eggs.

    It may be too late.

    Frustrated,

    Here I am at once

    Trying to resuscitate the withering

    Marriage of Clarity of Vision

    To Rhyme and Meter.

    Shouldn’t I

    Occasionally

    Take a token walk of exploration

    Into the question of why

    This art is dying?

    I will spend the night

    Meandering through this nesting site,

    Hoping to survive

    Without loss of life, limb,

    Or, worse still, spirit, until dawn.

    Here they are,

    Just hatched,

    Breathing,

    Crawling on all fours,

    Singing, beneath the canopy of

    A thousand shades of green.

    William J. Karnowski

    Salt

    Sometimes we are like

    This pet raccoon

    When given

    Fresh popcorn

    We are compelled

    To take it

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