Prairie
byPrairie that place silent as a whisper where wind fingers through wheat and ripples over the rough bark of cottonwood trees. Do not drill,…
Archives
The Catalogue of Trees
byThat poet born of heaven came to be in residence, and plucking his resounding lyre strings, he summoned many shade trees to his presence….
Trampled Flowers
byAfter a two mile hike through Cumberland hard woods we approached a sandstone rockhouse nestled into a cliff’s foot. Inside, the sandy floor was…
Radical
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Deus Intra Machina
byWhat a mediated life we live, behind these panes of glass. Ungalvanized voyeurs watching the world spin madly on, as if Still heeding the…
Poem for Bob Dog
by[poetry]Old dog, old dog I remember you when you were a playful pup. Though you were all Retriever I made you sled dog, pulling…
Bio-repentance
byI nicked my finger on the edge of a tall tower The golem within me bled And I felt it Sensations in my digits…
Gardiner Creek
byThey exhaust me who preach the world is mine to make, as though without me – or someone sadly like me – there is…