What happens when we allow ourselves to go to pieces?
Blessing
Blessingfor Janet Open the door. Let the dust blow in and know me again, here in the curved wrist of […]
Winter Browse
Winter Browse In twin-tracks the tender bark’s peeled away, stripped bottom-to-top, south-to-north exposing a weathered skin beneath the black willow, marked […]
Like the Moon
Like the Moon entire, even in shadow and storm, obscured when hung like a rim of ice from a glass […]
Samhain
Samhain Even the air is thin. The giving ground cracks in brittle bones underfoot the dust of things scatter as […]
Bearberry, Autumn
Bearberry, Autumn We know about grief, said the scarleted bearberry, densely thicketing rock to rock, twining with heather, avens, salix, […]
August
August No, not that way, they giggled moving like sun-shafts between branch and leaf winged, gossamer, horned, talon-toed taking my […]
Watershed Case
Watershed Case I’m not saying they are the unmoving, blind stones — I don’t really believe stones are unmoving or […]
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 […]
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