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  Emerging   The mountain within you stands.   Through the blinding sting of graupel or a whip wind whirl of gusted wail,   an anchored place endures.   You can trust this.   Every element will scrape, reshape, tug…

  Shaken   In the airless between you hear it —   the earthquake approaching   rumbling a visceral roar  snatching all thoughts  of time and truth   a herald to the  shaking that you asked for, you’ll recall, in…

  Durable   There are days  when rage is a horn and each blast blown  across a blind scree slope  echoes with fear,  a shifting clap clatter on unstable ground.   Let it fall.    As it lands, a full…

  Rising   Beluga whales bump  to the surface of rising waters,   knocking your grip  from time  passing, nodding with a slow wink  whiter  than any knuckle  that holds your days  together.   Slipping on autumn’s slide they swim…

  Sparks*   The alpine willow’s fire burns close to the ground.   Come autumn, as each blade burns hotter,  a catkin rises like a plume of smoke or a white flag.   Come closer.   Like you, every cell …

  Entangled   A sea nettle glistens at the tideline, like a fragment of ocean   left among the rocks or a resected organ, set apart on a tray.   There is a reason it calls to you   as…

  Steadfast   As summer’s arc bends, pulling its vivid greens from the fading forests   mushrooms appear, rushing across sphagnum like the tide,    whispering secrets in mycelium and spore, rising under skies  dark enough  once more  to hold…

  Rendering   When you thought you had arrived finally   at the clear-eyed acceptance of loss,   a breeze rocks the heavy  fruit, and quivering,   you remain.    But even in fear you are marvelous, bursting with light,…

  Throwing Bones   For so long now you have walked your bones on a knife’s edge,   neither here nor there, imagining a breathless drop to your rocky end   while the support you seek is under your feet…

  Mutualism   The fireweed glows   with evening light.    As we sink against the stamens, you tally summer’s end among the stalks   and trade their fragrance for wintry thoughts that fall like ashes between the blooms.  …