Nature… Summer Retreat 15 Nov 202015 Nov 2020 During that slow hour after noontime, I abandon sewing lavender scent bags and walk toward Cathkin Braes, hoping to spy you. From the garden greenhouse you amble towards me, increasing…
Nature Flash Fiction… I Think of Night 15 Nov 20209 Nov 2020 Here comes a woman, her legs like lamp-posts and her teeth bared. We feel bad for whatever we’ve done, we’re in trouble now. She’s got the look of a…
Nature… The Wind Asks the Last Leaf of Autumn Why It Stays on the Tree 15 Nov 202013 Nov 2020 Poem by anne richardson anne richardson is a chaplain, spiritual companion, and labyrinth facilitator and believes everyone’s story is sacred. She finds her poetic voice in listening to trees,…
Nature… Urban Fox 14 Nov 202013 Nov 2020 By Alison Lock Alison Lock is the author of two short story collections, four collections of poetry, and a novella, as well as a contributor to several anthologies. Her writing…
Where is Your Wild On One Branch 14 Nov 202013 Nov 2020 Remember that on one branch there is bud and lichen and moss and bark and insect and dew and sun and breath and bird poop and squirrel fur and the…
Nature Poetry… topography, you 14 Nov 20209 Nov 2020 for Wick my head lies in the soft soil of your skin, the canopies of our leg hair forestry sway as our knees rub together like kindling you call…
Nature Photography… Butterfly Weed 14 Nov 202023 Nov 2020 The caterpillar weaving its cocoon doesn't expect to emerge a butterfly. Nor does the seed asleep in the earth expect to beget a bouquet of blossoms. Yet here they…
Nature Photography… Eternal Web 13 Nov 20209 Nov 2020 Through the misty and gloomy mornings, where the dew shines on the eternal Web, fragile, sticky and thin, but turning stronger as within. Growing wiser as days passing by,…
Where is Your Wild Bird Intrigue 13 Nov 20209 Nov 2020 After my burgundy and yellow zinnias burst into bloom, goldfinches grasp stems to pluck petals, one by one, "she loves me, she loves me not." When I spy the marauders…
Nature… Wraparound 12 Nov 202011 Nov 2020 I want a wraparound porch and a wraparound man and for trust to wrap around us while we love each other as best we can. And I also want a…
Nature… Oceans Rising 12 Nov 20202 Nov 2020 The cars sped by at eighty where the surfers Entered the water, paddling out between cars. No driving home on this day. Another wave swamped Route 1. I cut over…
Nature… 3 Broadsides 11 Nov 202011 Nov 2020 By Margaret McCarthy Margaret McCarthy brings the eye of a poet to her photography, exploring archetypes of myth and dream in her imagery. Exhibitions include: the Fogg Art Museum, The…
Where is Your Wild On Belonging 11 Nov 202010 Nov 2020 Dear Kimmy, Know this: You will never fit in. Take heart: This is good. Let me explain. You will grow up, youngest of three, the only girl, an oddball, left-handed.…
Nature… The Peach 10 Nov 20202 Nov 2020 I fell from the branch this morning landing with a thud on the sunny unkempt lawn bruised nectar slowly trickling out from a small tear in my skin birds diving…
Nature Poetry… Garden 10 Nov 20204 Nov 2020 He will not let her into the yard so she finds a knothole in the fence, a brown-edged telescope, peers inside: Love-Lies-Bleeding from its flocked, feathery fingers, its red…
Nature… Twilight at Point Fermin 9 Nov 20204 Nov 2020 The family picnic breaks the way most do deciding what to bring or gather and drop in waste bins, things skipping away too fast to stop or recover, plaid…
Nature… Tree is Me 8 Nov 20208 Nov 2020 The squirrels claw and climb the maple. I rarely spot one in the madrone. The maple provides them with many seeds, broad leaves to linger under, trunks and branches whose…
Where is Your Wild Morning Stroll 8 Nov 20205 Nov 2020 Green eyes witness bountiful beauties— Untrimmed blades of grass that glow yellow in morning sunlight, shimmering cool dewdrops in the colder morning air, which cradles the baby-blue horizon, wavering with…
Where is Your Wild A Poem About Love (Not A Love Poem) 7 Nov 20205 Nov 2020 The best way to hold on to something is to pay no attention to it. The things you love too much perish. Dmitri Shostakovich Around here, I never know how…
Nature Poetry… Working-Class Bird 7 Nov 20204 Nov 2020 The chickadee peeks From underneath his low little cap Tucks in his chin; Tutting at the cracks in the sidewalk He trips along And wonders how He ended up…
Nature… Blue Heron 6 Nov 20204 Nov 2020 1. It’s your shadow I seek cool mystery. 2. I stood once, in a natural history museum under a California Condor, stuffed, exhibited, a cautionary note as eggs somewhere nearby…
Nature… Gullfoss Falls of Iceland 6 Nov 20201 Nov 2020 Who would ever guess that a broad river flowing down from distant pure white glaciers could drop so suddenly over a black lava rim only to turn sharply at a…
Nature… What Tangled Webs 5 Nov 20204 Nov 2020 Photograph by Briana Gervat Briana Gervat is an author and photographer based in New York who spends more time outdoors than in. More of her work can be found @brianagervat
Where is Your Wild A Study in Shadows 5 Nov 20204 Nov 2020 Photographs by Wen Lim. Wen is currently a business strategist for a tech firm in London, which means that she identifies as a strategy analyst by day…
Nature Photography… Wild Alberta -Home and Away 4 Nov 20205 Nov 2020 Photos by Greg Turlock Greg Turlock is a published poet, author and photographer. His credits include “Rivers of Life”, award-winning poem from the 2019 Alberta Arts…
Nature… Resurrection 3 Nov 20203 Nov 2020 By then I was learning to will things into being. By then I was leaning into trees. When the landscaper wrenched you from the ground to build a deck in…
Nature… Spear Thistle 3 Nov 20201 Nov 2020 You do not know the pain of being green – reaching, stretching, the tightness of skin. You will not hear the sound of my swelling bud, the ripping of my…
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