The Editor
Above the spruce, pitched wings work the air like the agitator of a washing machine. Raven lands heavy and the falling branch of an old poplar clatters down lik...
Category: Nature
Pull of Harvest
Today I saw a swather laying down a heavy windrow of barley and felt the old pull of harvest. Memories of dust hanging in windless air, the smell of chaff and b...
Things to do on a three-month sabbatical
Read Gary Snyder’s Three Worlds, Three Realms, Six Roads, for inspiration, for the music, for a lark. Consider chipping sparrows, wonder to fall like one....
Occurrence report from the mixed woods
I can light a Red Bird match on the back of this netbook, hold it to the Monte Cristo in my teeth while reading Bronwen Wallace’s poetry, sit semi-clothed...