In Blackwater Woods ~Mary Oliver Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment, the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is nameless […]
The Stare Down, The Stone Cold Stuff ~ Emily Palermo sometimes, i still feel the heat of every hand that’s wandered across my body. shaking always shaking, earthquake veins, an uncertainty in the world, stepping on the ledge and looking straight down, neck tingling at a ninety degree angle. angels sometimes stare at me with empty […]
The Peace of Wild Things ~ Wendell Berry When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and […]
Beechnut ~ Arisa White A Charlie horse passes through the wound set years ago. Winter in the mountains, the beech twisted and it was paper we could use. In that classic way, seen on TV, wanting one day to be that girl, you revealed your Swiss army knife and the bark knew we would. Maybe […]
Valley of Morning ~ Donald Hall Jack Baker rises when the steeple clock strikes three to shape dough into pans and wed pale rising bread to the fire, trays shoved in clay ovens over wood coals. After the summer sun touches the church’s steeple, he pulls from his bakestove two hundred loaves, crusted brown with […]
