he made his way to Pennsylvania tracing the coal seam with bruised feet past the patch towns out from Pittsburgh— Muse and Manifold, Colver, Collier and Hazelton, a dam on Little Chartiers Creek.
He coughed the haze that hung over heaps of spoil tip and gob pile barren banks of bing and culm, and in the shadow of a hopper car he paused and peered ahead
into the late afternoon, just as years later he would lean on his level-head rake and stare down the corridor of yard between houses, stunned at the bath of light that now shone even here
on the fronds behind him and the tufts of grass creeping over the concrete edge. How warm the glow on his bare head, how familiar and kind.
Edward Hopper’s Pennsylvania Coal Town courtesy of Butler Institute of American Art
Karl Plank’s recent poetry has appeared in publications such as Notre Dame Review, Beloit Poetry Journal, New Madrid, Spiritus, Still, Exit 7, and Poetry Daily. A past winner of the Thomas Carter Prize (non-fiction, Shenandoah), he is the J.W. Cannon Professor of Religion at Davidson College.