What happens when we allow ourselves to go to pieces?
Compass Plant
Compass Plant Silene acaulis A sly wind threads the muck-moated hillocks drawing reeded breadths across lichen-rough stone, shuttle humming. What […]
Pandora’s Heart
Pandora’s Heart I. I could open it for you, said the gyrfalcon, all talons, and I remembered. The spruce branch […]
Geography
Geography* for Stella Like sutures in a skull we have stitched ourselves together two lives in apposition at the measured […]
Portal
Portal Some are hollows, said the trees, and will take you entire. Others, like boughs, reach in all directions and […]
Chickadee Dreams
Chickadee Dreams While the Cailleach sleeps, gather kindling. Not to feed winter’s hunger but to know with each twig snap […]
Creek Dream
Creek Dream When the winter creek gurgles, snow-hushed and ice-bellied I wonder if bear hears it too, but merry and […]
Sentinel
Sentinel Once a raven with a yellow ball flew by as though it held the winter sun in its beak […]
Blood Moon
Blood Moon Look, said the moon rising like smoke above the coire to gild the inky breath of snow while […]
Devotions
Devotions Meanwhile, rut-tugged moose press against velvet sky dens sounding hoofed ridges into aspen-tined bends, earth-spruced and wallowed. Meanwhile, scents […]
Ocean Sound
Ocean Sound I left the mountains for ocean sound. Every year I do this, chasing a childhood glimpse so bright […]
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