Poetry

Mushrooms

Pulling my first from its place in the forest floor felt like slipping a key from its partnered, well-oiled lock. Broken so cleanly at the stem it appeared scalpel-sliced. You assured Continue reading

Natural Aesthetics

It shouldn’t surprise that an animal’s size determines its voice’s timbre or that too much regard for technique loses the image that tricks presence and absence, both honey- dipped daggers. Speed Continue reading

Egrets

Some say beauty             may be the egret in the field who follows after             the cows sensing slaughter— but I Continue reading

Ever-Changing Song

First a spout bursting through all that blue with the sun clanging on it, then a slope, wheeling, almost slowly, through the blue air, and four times— or maybe five—I see Continue reading

Last Fish

Tide laps up the tracks of shore birds, swallows the holes of ghost crabs, please wade towards me once more from the snarled shade of mangroves, a silhouette polished by the Continue reading