Lyrical Field Journal
Golden Light, Gray Ghost: A Winter Encounter in the Bog A raptor soared above the treeline, vanishing before I could identify it—an omen for the chase ahead. Still, it sparked anticipation, like catching the scent of caramelized sugars wafting from an oven....
Poetry
94-Day Trek Across Antarctica, February 2001 The news in Sunday’s paper, history Was made with skiers: Ann and Liv on ice. They crossed Antarctica. Allegory For girls around the world (taught to be nice), Your life, your spice might break categories! Inspired,...
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Poetry
[There’s pain as fingertips stiffen like cattails] There’s pain as fingertips stiffen like cattails. On frozen shores the snowbirds glean seed hulls. A winter storm deepens: cold, cold needles fall, mysterious clouds and squalls. The trails All snowy,...
Lyrical Field Journal
A Wish for Silent Nights On Saturday night I hiked to a marsh with an aim to spot a Great Horned Owl. There the air temperatures dipped below the freezing point. Clouds drifted like tendrils of hair in the wind, covering and uncovering the face of the full moon. Using...
Lyrical Field Journal
Acts of Discovery: Waves to Shells and Floods to Flowers The first time I walked a Pacific Ocean beach was as a girl on a trip to Washington. Feeling electrified, I waded among the tumultuous movements and sounds from the waves. As I viewed the horizon, I...
