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AMASA GUY
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Two Jack-Mormon Cowboys: 1945

Moses climbs the Mount
              to speak with God
              as one man with another

Dan Ramage speaks with Silas face to face
              using sticks to scratch irrigation
              patterns in the dirt, squatting on his
              heels, smoking Bull Durham roll-your-own,
              speaking low, respectful

Two old cowboys
              dusty, whiskered, limber
              content in their speaking

Were God and Moses ever such good friends,
              sharing coffee and a smoke
              face to face?

Dan and Silas roll a smoke with either hand
              crease the paper
              flick tobacco in the fold
              finish with a lick along the seam
              twist the end
              keep one hand in its pocket

              a smooth,  thoughtless skill

God gets his smokes gratis
              ready-made, by the case, from Brown and Williams
              good public relations

Cowboys throw fresh coffee grounds into a pot over fire
Godís secretary makes his joe in a fancy urn

Still, God might waive convenience
              for the chance to chat with cowboys
              squatting by a fire

If Moses shucked the robe
              put on Levis
              and did not try to sound like Heston
              the boys might find a pretty-clean tin can
              for his coffee
             
© 2013, Amasa Guy, All Rights Reserved
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Amasa Guy comments: 

When I was 7 years old, in the summer of 1945, I lived with my Grandpa, Dan Ramage, on his primitive farm. Silas Tanner was his near neighbor and best friend. Dan and Silas owned 60-acre rock and sage-brush homesteads side-by-side in Dry Valley, Wayne County, Utah. They lived 19th Century lives in the 20th Century. Each planted large gardens, raised a few chickens, a couple of pigs, and milked cows by hand for a handful of coins from the cheese plant. They raised alfalfa hay, barley and wheat for their cattle, which were fed at home in winter and pastured at Fish Lake in summer. They prayed with their wives and attended the Mormon Meeting House, now and then. Each owned a fine pair of work horses, two shirts, two long johns, one hat and a well-trained pony. They shaved with straight-edge razors. Neither owned a car, truck or tractor. Danís home had no electricity, no running water. His wife read after dark by the light of a coal-oil lantern.


 


    About Amasa Guy:
                                                     
provided 2013


Guy is a 75-year-old retired professor who writes out of a mid-20th Century Mormon frame of reference. He has published four books of nonfiction, dozens of articles and served for roughly 20 years as editor of professional journals, despite the fact that he can neither punctuate nor spell.

Guy is a novice poet who has published in Slipstream and has been accepted by JJournal.

He lives on a 50 acre farm with his beloved wife and with whatever kin moves in. He raises goats, a few cattle, a huge pig named Boaz and a crazy rooster named Pearl, as in sneak attack.

 

 

 

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