Matt SmytheSep 3, 20201 minGOD BLESS BLUEGRASSthank fucking god for that guitar making the most of his chance in hell whiskey with two ice cubes amphetamine fiddle and impossible banj...
Matt SmytheJul 23, 20201 minCORPUS CHRISTII wake to the wilderness in her eyes and a futile wish for cool air from the ceiling fan. Morning coffee and a cigarette on the porch. Sh...
Matt SmytheDec 31, 20171 minWIDE OPEN AGAINWe’re just about ready to put a fantastic – and challenging – 2017 in the rear view. It’s been a year of change for me, my family, and ma...
Matt SmytheNov 17, 20179 minFIVE WEIGHTNot here. You fuckers cannot follow me here. His dad looked over his shoulder from the tailgate at Charlie, standing in the tall grass lo...
Matt SmytheNov 9, 20172 minFIRST LIGHTAt first light I returned to where we had last seen blood. A sparkling sheen of frost on the fields, thin ice on standing water, and my b...
Matt SmytheJan 4, 20173 minDO WHAT YOU NEED TO DOThe 4th day of the new year is winding down. A couple fingers of bourbon. Leif Vollebekk singing Cairo Blues. Two dogs vying for heat-run...
Matt SmytheNov 21, 20165 minTHE RANGE OF OUR UNIVERSEAleida shot her first deer, a healthy 2 year old four-pointer, during archery season last year. It was her first trip into the woods as a...
Matt SmytheNov 14, 20164 minTHE NEXT SEVENThis past September fishingpoet quietly reached the 7 year mark. There’s nothing really noteworthy about year seven. There’s no precious ...
Matt SmytheSep 8, 20161 minWATCHING THE SUNRISE OVER SEDONAI closed my eyes for one inhale and exhale stood waiting and small sage on the wind reminding me that I am west again so many stars...
Matt SmytheMay 31, 20161 minTHINKING OF MY LAST TRIP TO THE KEYS ALMOST ONE YEAR LATERand the moon stuck with us a full half the day three-quarters hanging high and quiet to the west a translucent whisper not enough...
Matt SmytheFeb 2, 20162 minGIVE ME TRAILSOver the course of a summer of running trails in my favorite park in upstate NY, I had pretty much written a poem in my head. When I fina...
Matt SmytheJan 15, 20166 minGRAVITYIt was clear and cold. New snow had fallen overnight and the morning sun seemed to light it from beneath the blanket. I woke at 7:30 or s...
Matt SmytheDec 2, 20151 minDECEMBER SECONDRight outside the back door a Plume Moth is gently perched on the siding. Unique, tiny, and intriguing, but out of context. “It’s Decembe...
Matt SmytheSep 4, 20151 minBRECKENRIDGEIn just a short couple weeks, I’ll be heading out to Colorado for the 2015 Breckenridge Film Festival. As some of you may already know, o...
Matt SmytheJul 25, 20153 minHARDWOODSI unearthed my old grad school poet’s notebook this morning. Cracking the cover, I found a sheaf of paper that held several iterations of...
Matt SmytheApr 17, 20151 minTHE DISTANCE BETWEENThey’re like clockwork against the far bank. Two browns holding down the midge-buffet line. Rise…rise. Count three. Rise…rise. I know how...
Matt SmytheApr 1, 20151 minHUSH FOR ONE SECONDhush for one second I said hold still what do you hear I asked geese wind everything then off they went
Matt SmytheMar 9, 20151 minWELCOME TO TEXASjuxtaposed with an unlikely six hour jazz session on a straining static and likely below-the-radar bible-belt FM station and ...