What happens when we allow ourselves to go to pieces?
Kinglet
Kinglet for Inger It wasn’t always like this. For years I mourned you with sackcloth, stirring the ashes with a […]
Clouds
Clouds As the wind, sly-fingered, plucked at the hemlocks they shivered, gently, shedding fine showers of snow from their gloved […]
Forest
Forest Hello, said the spruce cone, and teetered on its tip before toppling to one side near my foot. Hello […]
February Dragons
February Dragons The sun summons dragons, knob-spined and snow-scaled, coming in smoking to stain the liquid-lit sky with ruby and ember […]
Spruce Grouse Frost
Spruce Grouse Frost Both winter’s firm grip and a feel-your-way fog has opened this ridge like a waning moon’s face, […]
Tree Mink
Tree Mink It looks nothing like it, that inky drip of summery mink who streamed into my winter’s dream and […]
Bearbones Update
December 2020 Hello! I’m so glad you’re here. I’ve decided to wait and not publish today’s poem, insteadposting it as […]
Yes, and
Yes, and watch this, said the birch.It isn’t about the dancing leaves or dogged snow, but what happens to the […]
Lupine
Lupine for Zoe The lupine bloomed late this year, purpling the south-facing slope with glossy necks in proud clusters, strutting […]
Seine
Seine Night pulls over autumn here not quite like a quilt nor a thick cloud of birds that darken the […]
