If You Would Read the Bible
bygo to some foreign place, Juarez, say, in Mexico, and listen to a large woman, a powerful laughing mother, talk about her children crawling…
Arts
From The Universal Lyre
byYarrow, carpenter’s weed, old man’s pepper. Sun opener. Meadow fire. Colorful broom. Herb of the Spirits. Wild olive, devil’s wood. Lilac, the blue pipe…
Are You Listening?
byIf I was tree green instead of black they would come and cut my branches, destroy my roots, transport my life and turn me…
After Aquinas
byTry making a man with no soul, you who can do all things. Not quite all. Is it you or your end that’s manifest…
Honeybee Sonnets
by1. What did I want but a child’s settling in to the hand holding her own? Jagged people fitting into other jagged people for…
Prairie Aubade
by[separator type=”space”] Fossil-pocked limestones scrimshaw the top soil and dare a rasp to hone its plow. Burnished switchgrass transfigures green when last years’ dregs…
Trio of Swallowtails
bySwallowtail butterflies are large, colorful butterflies in the family Papilionidae, and include over 550 species.
Lunch at Loch Raven
by[separator type=”space”] …The life I learned from yours (I think) fit no easy parameters, bore no titles, fiddled with truths, and turned the land…
Nymphaea alba
byBudding nymphaea alba. St. Mark’s National Wildlife Refuge, Florida.
San Francisco
by[separator type=”space”] All the way west, where Isadora Duncan was born and saw her family ruined in finance, to which her response was drop…