God’s Silence
byAfter a long time, we spoke in the same tongue. Should I move on, I asked God and God replied, You do not seem…
After a long time, we spoke in the same tongue. Should I move on, I asked God and God replied, You do not seem…
I am glued to the interior of my thoughts. A shredded ballerina figurine dipped in gold. Trees, water, sky. Autumn. Spring. Autumn. Outside, reality…
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]The Horse Chestnut Is About To Go Extinct in Europe. In North America, we’ve already lost half of our bird population. The meadowlark, I’ve…
I am the trees, am the bodily matter of my son, the god-man who climbed one, died, and came down. I’m the dirt of…
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] River and Fugue All afternoon I have sat in the middle of the river, disrupting the animals who live in it and come…
Believe me, we have met our obligations, made ourselves into terrain, behaved like rivers between hills, let sediment settle, warm, fertile, into our beds,…
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] No one wanted to look at each other. No one wanted to speak, to be the first to speak. But we had to….
On the path to the river, nature’s rarest colors: cadmium. Blue that once meant holiness. White here stands for cool observation: telephone wires ruled…
I stopped, stunned by flower- shrine—hidden, not shy— my companions, unenraptured, pulled us past. Could any see Tall stalks—rope tying keys to the papal…
Sudan -For the last male white rhino Today is new year in Antarctica, so I found a rib bone in a bookshelf. The death…