The Adirondack Review

Horse Heaven Hills

After the deicide,

where wind farms scythe

the Columbia’s crest,

a stranger from another life

finds you plank down,

in a tear-down,

in the dry rot shingle chatter

of a symphony

you’ve never heard before,

then lies within a halo

of your sweat,

becomes your light,

then migrates skyward

over that otherness

you’ve overlooked.




Matthew Campbell Roberts
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poemsThe St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poemsThe St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems
The St. Lawrence Book Award for a first collection of short stories or poems
MATTHEW CAMPBELL ROBERTS is a fly fisherman and writer who has lived and worked in small coastal and inland towns including Poulsbo, Gig Harbor, Key Peninsula, Mazama, and Fairhaven, (Bellingham). His work has been published here and there, but most recently in The Cortland Review, and Kennesaw Review.