Apaja'simk - To Return All Swim Free 31 Jan 202226 Jan 2022 In that narrow strip between the road and the woods, we are searching for the hidden entrance, marked by a concrete pylon and a dirt footpath. It’s tucked in among…
Apaja'simk - To Return The Prodigal Arm 30 Jan 202226 Jan 2022 I cut off my arm. Numb from shoulder to hand, it didn't hurt. I used a coping saw to stop it wandering and in the garden I burnt the only…
Apaja'simk - To Return Standing Dead 29 Jan 202226 Jan 2022 Poem by Girard Tournesol I've had a largely private poetry practice for 45 years publishing under pen name Girard Tournesol. I've published two books of poetry. My work has appeared…
Apaja'simk - To Return A Murmuration of Starlings 28 Jan 202226 Jan 2022 Skyfall over the meadow is its usual dusky, almost sullen blue, draping itself over the tops of the ancient trees that line the path to the sea. Your absence is…
Apaja'simk - To Return Earth remembers us all 27 Jan 202226 Jan 2022 desolate regions between kindness arid soil of heartbreak howling winds of lies empty shadows of hunger hand upon the fist the fist in the face in the dark alleys of…
Apaja'simk - To Return Male Gentoo Penguin: Preparation for Incubation 26 Jan 2022 What you need are pebbles— more—hard to find— on Antarctica Peninsula— and a spot for building your nest with expectant mate. You found the right smooth stone for wooing her…
Apaja'simk - To Return The Fall 25 Jan 202219 Jan 2022 The leaves are in the mood the eyes hold when seduction is about to occur – that soft brilliance of invitation and the sense that a moment too long is…
Apaja'simk - To Return Gulf Stream Winds 24 Jan 202219 Jan 2022 Poem by Christine Cock Christine worked in conservation for over 20 years. She lives in Florida in the woods and teaches yoga and qigong outdoors. She received her BA…
Apaja'simk - To Return Again Music 23 Jan 202219 Jan 2022 With the last lazy leaving of the day’s collected warmth, the invisible air lies on my face as lightly as the soft breath of imagined spirits, with darkening night diffidently…
Apaja'simk - To Return White Storks, Returning 22 Jan 202219 Jan 2022 white storks leaving for the west their nests, woven on rooftops electric poles and trees that touch the sky – now empty white storks gliding over lands so close and…
Apaja'simk - To Return Gangbangers 21 Jan 202219 Jan 2022 A gang of hummingbirds the West Side Rubythroats divebomb the feeder beaking at one another— “When you’re a Jet you’re a Jet all the way” (don’t love your brother as…
Apaja'simk - To Return Birdcharm’s End 20 Jan 202220 Jan 2022 A ruckus in the yard the asymmetry of attack and defense as two crows chase the mourning dove away A scattering of downy feathers below the compact nest sized for…
Apaja'simk - To Return Leaf Mosaic 19 Jan 20224 Jan 2022 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 have…
Apaja'simk - To Return Monarch 18 Jan 20224 Jan 2022 One evening the low slant of sunlight struck a small beech shimmering orange with thousands of monarchs huddled together at the edge of a small opening in the canopy of…
Apaja'simk - To Return In Contrast 17 Jan 20224 Jan 2022 The monarch butterfly moves from zinnia to zinnia, drinks from each blossom, its proboscis a fueling tube filling its fragile body for the long return to Mexico. I walk four…
Apaja'simk - To Return They must be danced 16 Jan 20224 Jan 2022 Upon Smithsonian Museum’s repatriation of Yurok regalia, August 13, 2010 For a hundred years they did not hear the chants of the old men as the moon rose, the forest…
Apaja'simk - To Return Horsetails Return 15 Jan 20224 Jan 2022 Untamed, unwanted horsetails thrust themselves through shattered fence slats. Equisetum once grew tall as trees in the Jurassic then spread along the Nile. I pick the one that…
Apaja'simk - To Return Returning the River 14 Jan 202218 Jan 2022 These pines know our history Our trespassing ways There are no footprints to trace here In the dark, frozen waste Among the debris of cornstalks A trail of kerosene at…
Apaja'simk - To Return Secluded Forest 13 Jan 20224 Jan 2022 Untamed flowers are scattered amidst legions of trees. Light balances on suspended leaves, shadows mask the underside. Insects crawl unnoticed in crevices between mossy stones. A rill cleaves pine needle…
Apaja'simk - To Return Dawn 12 Jan 20224 Jan 2022 It’s always sunrise somewhere. The new colors of day dissipate as they travel across the Earth’s bumpy surface, edging back the dark. There’s birdsong, highway hum, insect buzz, chipmunk complaint,…
Apaja'simk - To Return the iron lady 11 Jan 202231 Dec 2021 hair an unborn rain color lips a flower-breath festival eyes a double sunset fingers in winter sift firewood ash to rescue spent nails from common burial feet in spring re-search…
Apaja'simk - To Return Do not bury me 10 Jan 20224 Jan 2022 Poem and Picture by Deenaz Coachbuilder I am an educator, poet, artist, environmental advocate, wife, mother and doting grandmother. My books of poems, Imperfect Fragments, and Metal Horse and Shadows…
Apaja'simk - To Return WHEN THE WORLD CHANGED, I WROTE PRAISE SONGS BY HAND: 9 Jan 202231 Dec 2021 The ocean at night, the wild horse who found her way. This morning I remember being enamored by powder-blue water in pictures; I remember another horse, dark like a velvet…
Apaja'simk - To Return Shoe in Woods 7 Jan 202231 Dec 2021 Photograph by Greg Clary Greg Clary is a retired college professor who was born and raised in Turkey Creek, West Virginia, and now resides in the northwestern Pennsylvania Wilds. His…
Apaja'simk - To Return Camerawoman: Solid Ground, Birmingham AL 6 Jan 202227 Dec 2021 “Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt.” –Susan Sontag, On Photography When we came home after 2 ½ years on the…
Apaja'simk - To Return Barred Owl 5 Jan 202227 Dec 2021 Lungs small as espresso cups sustain the barred owl; perhaps his beak stops some of the arctic air from freezing his sinuses as there he sits, feathers fluffing up as…
Apaja'simk - To Return Refuge at Monomoy 1 Jan 202218 Dec 2021 I stumble upon an empty milk crate washed up on shore and asking to be a chair, so that’s what it becomes for me as I sit and put the…
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