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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  […]

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

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

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

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

June This isn’t a poem about joy, but of what grows around it. A vining thing — glossy, clandestine, fiddlehead-coy […]

Hello! I’m so glad you’re here. Habit suggests I post a new poem tonight. Instead, I’d like to gratefully acknowledge […]

When the Woodpecker Knocks Even the young dogs answer when the woodpecker knocks, tapping  at the rough doors of aspen  […]