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Like the Moon entire, even in shadow  and storm, obscured when hung like a rim…

Samhain Even the air is thin.  The giving ground cracks  in brittle bones  underfoot the…

Bearberry, Autumn We know about grief, said  the scarleted bearberry, densely thicketing  rock to rock,…

August No, not that way, they giggled moving like sun-shafts between branch and leaf  winged,…

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

Compass Plant Silene acaulis A sly wind threads the muck-moated hillocks drawing reeded breadths across…

Pandora’s Heart I.  I could open it for you, said the gyrfalcon, all talons, and…

Geography* for Stella Like sutures in a skull  we have stitched ourselves together two lives…

Portal Some are hollows, said the trees, and will take you  entire. Others, like boughs,…

Chickadee Dreams While the Cailleach sleeps, gather kindling. Not to feed  winter’s hunger but to…