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Bearbones

What happens when we allow ourselves to go to pieces?

January 27, 2020 13 9
Geography

Geography

Geography* for Stella Like sutures in a skull  we have stitched ourselves together two lives in apposition at the measured […]

1 month ago 4 1
Portal

Portal

Portal Some are hollows, said the trees, and will take you  entire. Others, like boughs, reach in all directions and […]

2 months ago 0

Chickadee Dreams

Chickadee Dreams While the Cailleach sleeps, gather kindling. Not to feed  winter’s hunger but to know with each twig snap […]

3 months ago 0
Creek Dream

Creek Dream

Creek Dream When the winter creek gurgles, snow-hushed and ice-bellied  I wonder if bear hears it too, but merry and […]

January 24, 2022 0 1
Sentinel

Sentinel

Sentinel Once a raven with a yellow ball flew by  as though it held the winter sun in its beak  […]

December 20, 2021 0 1
Blood Moon

Blood Moon

Blood Moon Look, said the moon rising like smoke above the coire  to gild the inky breath of  snow while […]

November 22, 2021 0
Devotions

Devotions

Devotions Meanwhile, rut-tugged moose press against velvet sky dens sounding hoofed ridges  into aspen-tined bends, earth-spruced  and wallowed. Meanwhile, scents […]

October 25, 2021 0 1
Ocean Sound

Ocean Sound

Ocean Sound I left the mountains for ocean sound. Every year I do this, chasing a childhood  glimpse so bright […]

September 20, 2021 0 1
Summer Bones

Summer Bones

Summer Bones It must have happened with my back turned to the sea, head full of green-song and forget-me-not blue. […]

August 23, 2021 4 1
Hunger

Hunger

Hunger On a zipper catch breath they slipped  from the trees, moving as meadow. Three bears  rolling closer on river-rock feet  […]

July 19, 2021 0 1

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About Tricia Elliott

I am a mom, partner, coach, and writer with experience in medicine, teaching, and the woods.

Our family, 4 humans & 2 dogs, lives half the year in a yurt and half in a recently built home on a wooded ridge on Dena’ina Land in Alaska, where our neighbors include bears, moose, and owls.

For a feature interview with Lis Mesa http://theselkie.co.uk/tricia-elliott-interview/

“When Martha Beck (Finding Your Own North Star) and Elizabeth Gilbert (Eat, Pray, Love) share the work of a poet living and writing from a yurt in the Alaskan Wilderness, I knew I had to reach out, listen and learn.”

 

And an interview with Mary Walker: https://www.marywalker.co.nz/tricia-elliott-rumi/

 

My poetry has been published in http://theselkie.co.uk/tricia-elliott-migration/

https://theselkie.co.uk/pingo/

https://theselkie.co.uk/reflection/

“Esker,” in the anthology Song of Ourself: Voices in Unison (published by Dragoli Indie Press, 2018.)

“Irrepressible” in the anthology Transformation https://theselkie.co.uk/anthology/

 

You can follow me on FB at https://www.facebook.com/writesbearbones/

and on instagram at triciaelliott9516

 

copyright 2020 Tricia Elliott

Recent Posts

  • Geography April 11, 2022
  • Portal March 21, 2022
  • Chickadee Dreams February 21, 2022
  • Creek Dream January 24, 2022
  • Sentinel December 20, 2021
  • Blood Moon November 22, 2021
  • Devotions October 25, 2021
  • Ocean Sound September 20, 2021
  • Summer Bones August 23, 2021

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