Ocean

In a time where we see beings as resources, sources of profit, the ocean in her ubiquity becomes a backdrop, a location, a container from which we extract things. Yet who stands on the shore and is not at some… Read moreOcean
In a time where we see beings as resources, sources of profit, the ocean in her ubiquity becomes a backdrop, a location, a container from which we extract things. Yet who stands on the shore and is not at some… Read moreOcean
Pick a word, they said. A word that will be your focus for the year. I think I am supposed to pick gratitude, simplify, or maybe even justice. I pick wild. I spend the year thinking about it, and then another year, and several years… Read moreWild
The first day of spring is nearly here for my part of the world. The land where I live has decided to celebrate with sun and warmth after a dreary spell of cold and rain. Tiny slivers of bright green… Read moreMaking Space
From the mountain top with a view straight to the sea, I can easily see the way to chart the shortest, most efficient course from peak to bay. Why then does the river below begin to curve and meander once… Read moreLessons from the River
I’ve been thinking a lot about plants that are labeled invasive, especially as I spend a few hours each month removing such plants, by hand, from a nearby park. For the last several months it’s been ivy. As it spreads its… Read moreInvasive Plants, Nursery Rhymes, and Plant Wisdom
This weekend I finished digging out my front lawn. It was a lot of work and I am glad it’s done. It’s challenging physical labor and hurts my back since my front core muscles are like, “wait, you want me… Read moreDigging Out a Lawn
First I will say that I know writers, especially poets aren’t supposed to explain their work. This time, like most others, I find I have more to say than what belongs in the poem. Poems also aren’t really supposed to… Read moreListening to Other Voices