Max Garland


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Tue. Feb. 27th, 2018


Max Garland

I believe in the haloed snow in the streetlight // the weight of the dark lets down, // and the republic of the child’s tongue // where the stars blink and die ...

Mon. Dec. 18th, 2017

Child Christmas

Max Garland

I wanted god in a manger. \ This was Christmas in Kentucky--1960?61? \ There were flurries in the forecast ...

Mon. Oct. 23rd, 2017


Max Garland

Many nights it held us aloft. / We knew each other’s weight as surely / as we knew each other’s lightness ...

Fri. Aug. 26th, 2016


Max Garland

312A has a broken arm though sometimes / it’s her leg. Bed 312B has lost her Kleenex / and given name. The loss leaks out ...

Fri. Jul. 1st, 2016

The Best Things in Life Are the Most Expensive

Max Garland

Grass for instance which shines with the wet light of morning / and lines the bottoms of small baskets and valleys costing / all the way from the center of the sun, photons ...

Tue. Feb. 3rd, 2015


Max Garland

The sky is so muscular it’s nobody’s business
 / where the sun went or why. Who wants to know?
 / A ripped, gray marbled, low-riding bruiser of a sky. / 
It’s in no mood. Your best bet is to stand

Tue. Feb. 18th, 2014

Wisconsin Road Trip: The State of the Arts

Max Garland, illustrated by Luke Benson

after 10,000 miles on the road, Wisconsin’s literary ambassador reflects on what the arts can do for our economy here in the Chippewa Valley