In the collection poems titled The Afterlife is a Dry County written by Charmi Keranen there is a intensely large amount of ambiguity presented in each poem. These poems tell a story or make a political statement. To be honest, I did not particularly care for this collection. However, I see the significance of the poem and the aesthetic beauty of the collection as a whole. There was one poem in particular that struck a small chord within me.

Seney

It's slow going

waiting for the rock
to become a fish

the log
a grebe

the eagle's nest hovers
naked and known

but who in their right mind
would leave

the SUV to fight the deer flies

100,000 ticks per moose

*

We used a retractable razor blade
to scrape the inspection stickers

from each window carefully

safe for another year

yes, there was a forest fire

a virgin pine burn

then blue buckets of berries
all those following years

the town was skirted
like a woman

you're dying to surround

Hemingway said

The Big Two-Hearted

was more poetic