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Design

  Design   The fern opens by the wood pile   sinuous and surprising   an act less about choice than a vibrant vulnerability   a design   unmatched  by the forms that surround it   leaving no doubt  as…

Passing

  Passing   The cloud moves its cold body across the sky and with one great inhale saps the warmth from your own   leaving you breathless, numb to the firm curve of rib, lost to the rise of soft…

Herald

  Herald   The Inuit say  when the malikkaat unfold  summer is coming   and you long to trust this   to know  a place free of killing frost, a flowered  respite, where the ground  gives under your bones.  …

Octopus Tree

Octopus Tree Reach this way, said the octopus tree, her clever arms thrust earth deepas if she worked nets cast beneath us, gathering the intimate shining shadowsof what we gave up to fit in,as if to show us reclamation is…

Raven

  Raven   The raven’s dense music rings   like stones when it falls   as quorks  and gurwallups   that leave widening ripples  in the blue sky sea   and mark with cairns  the path you have chosen  …

Stay

Stay A merlin grips the branch with a lightbut taloned touch, unhurried like this season of ice and sky and mudthat squeaks and cracks under the hare’s quick feet, now peppered with graylike the clouds spilling snowflakes, which drift onto…

Safe

  Safe   The eagle climbs in spirals above the valley ascending its thermal staircase with ease, a flash in the feathering sunlight   while the mouse moves fluently  through bent meadow grasses   like you, within a maze  of…

Punctuation

  Punctuation     As you measure your days from the suspension point, the dog rolls belly-up into full gravity surrender. Her four paws drift above silky thrown-back ears and lips drawn like drapes, pulled away to reveal the killing-canines…

Skin Song

  Skin Song   A gust rattles the leafless branches  and buzzes each curl of bark drawing you in    puzzled  by the noise   that now rustles and flaps in your papery quiet   as discord that won’t be…

Spectrum

Spectrum This is not a poem about clouds, or weather,or even the sunbut about the way light behaves just before it is blocked,minimized, or otherwise obscuredby revealing itself as holding all colors, each pigment, every tonein a vibrant, generous gleaming,…