Here is a recent poem selected by Mr. Keillor for his Writer's Almanac:

Poem: "Sign on a Cabin in the Caribou Hills," by Arlitia
Jones from The Bandsaw
Riots (Bear Star Press).

Sign on a Cabin in the Caribou Hills

This cabin belongs to Eileen Black.
My husband Marvel and I built it
by hand in 1957. Friends
are welcome to use it: Perly and his
gang, Johnny Pete, Mike Klink, Bob Eber-
hard and Bob Jackovik, Diego Ron and
Steve Redmon. George & Maria, Margie
and Marty and the kids if they're along.
Donny Shelikov can come in and
Karl and Tony if he ever comes back.
Ed Greeley, keep out.
If you're lost and need a place
to get in, you can spend the night. I left
Sanka and dry goods. Help yourself.
Please clean up. Don't attract bears.
Leave it the way you found it-woodpile
stocked and kindling dry. Remember, close
the door tight and leave it unlocked.

To those unfamiliar with poetry please note that you should avoid poems such as the above at all costs, else you will find poetry in all sorts of places, such as the newspaper, magazine articles, short stories, novels, and the comics. This is not poetry; this is a note left for a stranger. Much as a crucifix left standing in a jar of urine is a crucifix left standing in a jar of urine


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