Sky Eagle & Sweet Peas
Two poems (and pictures) by Wendy Morton. Thank you Wendy! SKY EAGLE You fly, with sunset wings, over the lemon balm, over the mint and oregano, over the ...
Category: Nature
Walking on Wellington
(Toronto is endured first, then delighted in.) The streets are dim but the eastern face of the CN Tower is glowing yellow. Black steel towers cast provinc...
Farewell Wildbranch
It’s possible to describe this moment as a howl, a gut-yell that wakes a day-owl—and awakens me to a road ahead where my air is de-reified. So as I coast ...
Craftsbury choirs–birds and writers
While I am occasionally red-eyed, I do not speak for the red-eyed vireo. And while I sometimes crow, I do not crow for the sparrow. They have their voices. As d...