Bearberry, Autumn We know about grief, said  the scarleted bearberry, densely thicketing  rock to rock, twining with heather, avens, salix, […]

August No, not that way, they giggled moving like sun-shafts between branch and leaf  winged, gossamer, horned, talon-toed  taking my […]

Watershed Case I’m not saying they are the unmoving, blind stones — I don’t really believe stones are unmoving or […]

Pandora’s Heart I.  I could open it for you, said the gyrfalcon, all talons, and I remembered. The spruce branch […]

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

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

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

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