Poetry
Come March The earliest signs of change come to us in red, come as the spring equinox reaches our forests and lakes: come as Robins rake the duff, dig for earthworms, Red-winged Blackbirds come, guard stands of sundecks with song, come glow the Maples that...
Poetry
Surfaces Let’s leave the city and its stark, mirrored towers. Let’s walk under wintry skies until clouds rest in shapes of seclusion. There’s stillness, silvery, along a frozen river and lost crowns gleaming on the riverbank, mussel shells. Milky skeletons, ...
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,...
