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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…

Creek Dream When the winter creek gurgles, snow-hushed and ice-bellied  I wonder if bear hears…

Sentinel Once a raven with a yellow ball flew by  as though it held the…

Blood Moon Look, said the moon rising like smoke above the coire  to gild the…

Devotions Meanwhile, rut-tugged moose press against velvet sky dens sounding hoofed ridges  into aspen-tined bends,…