Apaja'simk - To Return What you Seek 31 Dec 202118 Dec 2021 Poem by Benjamin Green Benjamin Green is the author of eleven books including The Sound of Fish Dreaming. At the age of 65 he hopes his new work…
Apaja'simk - To Return Artesian Spring and Flowing to Black Rock 30 Dec 202118 Jan 2022 When I found the spring it was cold and clean, rising through old leaves like a dolphin’s brow, the bow of a wave. I cleared away gold and carmine and…
Nature November Fires 29 Dec 202118 Dec 2021 Glowing smoke Of aspen leaves, Backlit By late sunshine, Rides the breath Of first snow. Summer fires — All of them — Have died And only sparks Of aspen gold…
Apaja'simk - To Return wild 28 Dec 202110 Dec 2021 in the forest i am feral, grow matted thick red fur, feel my nose grow inches longer. in the forest i hunt for animals with alarming speed and no fear,…
Apaja'simk - To Return Fiddleheads 27 Dec 202110 Dec 2021 There is always the ostrich fern when someone else’s endeavor outshines mine, with a smile half-apologetic. I leave my desk for a patch of shade, behind the office, where roots…
Apaja'simk - To Return On the Boat of her Ancestors 26 Dec 20219 Dec 2021 She recognizes her. Camouflaged by the brilliance of the light bursting beyond the pulpit. Her familiar. Her outline against eternity, the head, and shoulders, and arm descending. Her hand upon…
Apaja'simk - To Return Petroglyph Dreaming 25 Dec 20218 Dec 2021 Canyonlands National Park 37°59'18.6"N 109°31'04.4"W In dreams I return to this land of stones and stars. When I was here last, I laid on the ground beneath miles of stars,…
Apaja'simk - To Return Powers That Be 24 Dec 202110 Dec 2021 Daylight. The river skips and plays a buoyant rhythm. Upstream, rapids dissipate into eddies that breathe. Low-slung branches shelter Jesus bugs as they leave wakes upon the surface. Mid-river, a…
Apaja'simk - To Return Winter Camp 23 Dec 20218 Dec 2021 Winter Camp - Miles east of the Muskwa Range into the Boreal Forest Born in and of water I step out on the lake axe open the frozen crust sink…
Apaja'simk - To Return What Never Seems to Happen 22 Dec 20216 Dec 2021 The husband and kids drive off, they leave me in total peace. This time it is late July. If I think of them now, I smell the chlorine and the…
Apaja'simk - To Return Migrating Elk 21 Dec 20216 Dec 2021 Elk Last night crossed the road as they have done each year since I moved to this mountain retreat Elk Left hoof prints on the muddy trail last night cows…
Apaja'simk - To Return What the Willows Wanted 20 Dec 202117 Dec 2021 We came because the willows called across a stubbled field, a centennial farmhouse sat behind the behemoth ash all gloried out in leafy hues, the road had been a trail…
Apaja'simk - To Return Ride the Storm 19 Dec 202117 Dec 2021 Fool to stand on a South Carolina beach, Lord how I love that snap in the air That arrives before lighting and thunder. The sky turns green and tides drop…
Apaja'simk - To Return Forest Bathing 18 Dec 202117 Dec 2021 The logic of a mountain trail map, broken line of "old logging road" climbing continuously up contour lines, fades when the high-pitched yelp of wild turkey startles your stride. You…
Apaja'simk - To Return Shimmer 17 Dec 202117 Dec 2021 Poem and Photograph by Janet Ruth Janet Ruth is a New Mexico ornithologist. Her writing focuses on connections to the natural world. She has recent poems in Tulip Tree Review,…
Apaja'simk - To Return By the light of the stars 16 Dec 202110 Dec 2021 The bright-winged warblers will leave soon, south for their wintering grounds, away from their twig-woven nests, the cool forests of hemlock and oak, their eggs cracked open, fledglings gone. I…
Apaja'simk - To Return Waiting for the Tide 15 Dec 202130 Nov 2021 Photograph by anne richardson anne richardson primarily is a poet though her recent passion includes photography. She believes in inviting images (asking them permission) into her camera or iPhone. That…
Apaja'simk - To Return The Eye Dazzler 14 Dec 202110 Dec 2021 Jo pulled in to The Ancient Way Café, her old red and rusted Ford 150 idled in the gravel lot. She felt a bit nervous but figured this was her…
Apaja'simk - To Return My Father’s Memories of Black Creek Road 13 Dec 202117 Dec 2021 My father’s past had all but disappeared from this lonely country road in the Appalachians of northern Pennsylvania. It was late August, we had driven here in his new time-machine—a…
Apaja'simk - To Return Leaf Mosaic 12 Dec 202110 Dec 2021 Photograph by Meg Freer Meg Freer teaches piano, writes poetry and does occasional freelance editing and proofreading from her home in Kingston, Ontario. Her photos, short prose and poems…
Apaja'simk - To Return Bow, sow, grow 11 Dec 202114 Dec 2021 An oxygen planet seems to parch As the sun seem to scorch The flowing water Invisibly disappear Into a vapor sphere Painting grey on barren sky A life that is…
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