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Saw Whet

Saw Whet This morning owl calls echoed off hemlocks a steady alarm note in search of mates. Long ago, another forest in another time  knew that rasp of saw and file as bells tolling while old growth fell.  To listen…

Solidarity

Solidarity When white fur pops into a woodpile gap I remember another ermine  slink-hopping between steps then pausing, still in early autumn brown studying me while I studied them as if we both wanted to understand  who stood before us,…

natural consequences

Use of this NASA image, copied from , does not mean that NASA endorses this poem. Image listed as courtesy Jeff Schmaltz, MODIS Land Rapid Response Team at NASA GSFC. Natural Consequences 101:a remedial course for authoritarians Volcanoes and earthquakes…

circumstances

Circumstances Icy night of porcupine dreams meets solstice  moving sunlit hands across mountain spines, brightening sky stretched in sundog play bow  starry-cerulean rump above smoke-rose chest below. Prickly still with night shadows crescent moon winks  a tooth hung over lolling…

Valuation

Valuation This poem has no purpose. Instead  it floats on needle-spun spider trails  cast and unmet as if to honor every try. It feathers twigs out of time and beards stones without witness. Unhurried it burns  at the pace  of…

Exposure

for Henry Exposure for Henry Loss makes time slippery, opening a shutter on a low-lit sky. When did two moose eat the garden? Before the floodwaters surged, spinning homes. Before he fell like a streaked star and exited the frame.…

Options

OPTIONS The clothesline snapped with one antlered shake divided two frayed ends border a battlefield of moose-cropped leaves. A bull in rut is relentless like bone sleeved in itchy velvet or power  influenced by money or fear censuring speech still…

Opening

Opening On the river, small moons burst  with a breath, spattering in bubble pops like sparks  over cauldrons of fish. Here on earth size isn’t everything but tension might be. Only open containers hold  what we gather or grok. Still …

Birthright

for Kris Birthrightfor Kris She cleaned the cooling bird  outside the kitchen window, her deft fingers rolling the feathered skin like socks tearing the gossamer threads of connective tissue  until the pale lines unfolded, steaming on a bed of damp…

Pride

Pride Mountain blooms parade in showy mats, in clusters  scattered across scree. Preternatural is a judgement. Fragile  is another. Meanwhile, oxytrope grows alchemizing stone to soil  with symbiotic bacterial teams. So transforms the world, breath  by breath by breath. In…