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. …

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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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,…

Waking Unbidden or at times, bidden bear shadows appear usually in glimpses a tease between trees or perhaps on old snow where tracks swell velveteen, softened like starlight in the melting. Break up is too…

Spring Tide As their calls rippled past you wondered at how easily you breathed underwater and drifted untroubled within that widening so when dreaming leaves you at the shore of this valley soaked in not whale…