Yadvinder Malhi: Observing nature in your backyard is not dull but radically significant
Every decade is warmer than the last, spring is earlier and the weather more erratic. The web of life is shifting and reweaving in complex ways…
Video: The Last Honey Hunter
A sacred dream sends one man on the perilous trail of toxic honey in Nepal.
Paul Christensen: Rainy and Cold Today
The soul is hungry in spring, and there is only the crisp, silent air to feed it.
Dan Brook: The Cost of Meat
The costs of meat are impoverishing and killing us. We can save a lot by ditching meat and dairy, while creating a more compassionate, healthy, just, and environmentally-sustainable world.
William Hathaway: The Quiet of the Sky
Quietly, though. The sort of view
people look at and say awesome
while taking pictures of their faces
with their phones with nature scenes
behind them…
John Feffer: How Biden Looks at the World
The Biden administration’s approach of “multilateral restoration” has many virtues compared to the last four years of MAGA. But it has considerable shortcomings as well.
Sandy Solomon: Tidal Basin, Washington, D.C.
Over the branch of a small cherry,
below the white flurry of blossoms,
someone has looped a maroon sash.
Video: Louie Schwartzberg | Nature. Beauty. Gratitude.
Nature’s beauty can be fleeting — but not through Louie Schwartzberg’s lens. His stunning time-lapse photography, accompanied by powerful words from Benedictine monk Brother David Steindl-Rast, serves as a meditation on being grateful for every day.
Hayden Saunier: A Cartography of Home
My mother was a place. She was the where
from which I rose.
Alan Soldofsky: Entitled
You know it’s hard to concentrate
when pear trees across the street
burst out overnight, flaunting their
astonishing plumes of white confetti.
Carolyn Miller: Three Poems
And in the evening, after the sun had set
and the birds were alighting in the trees, my mother,
in her housedress and apron and cheap leather shoes
and my father’s dress socks, went out to water the flowers…
Tom Engelhardt: The Sports Pages of Death
Life in a Wounded and Wounding Land
Paul Christensen: We’re all waiting here
I smell the earth for the first time as I take a walk, my first in many months of being housebound.
Jane Varley: The Language of Prayer
She was beautiful on a hilltop
above the Red Lake River where clouds
dashed sunlight and the scent
of cherry and lilac drifted in, drifted out
