“Because the road to our house is a back road, meadowlands punctuated by gravel quarry and lumberyard, there are unexpected travelers some nights on our way home from work. Once, on the lawn of the Tool and Die Company, a swan; the word doesn’t convey the shock of the thing, white architecture rippli…”— Mark Doty, apmpodcasts.orgTagged: Poetry, The Slowdown, Meadowlands, Lumberyard, Swans