Jacqueline Keeler: Notre Dame and the Fight for Sacred Lands
An Indigenous journalist reflects on the 800-year-old cathedral and what “sacred” means to her.
Tom Engelhardt: Suicide Watch on Planet Earth
As the Flames Began to Rise, the Arsonists Appeared. As Notre Dame burned, as the flames leapt from its roof of ancient timbers, many of us watched in grim horror. Hour after … Continue reading
James Wright: To a Blossoming Pear Tree
Beautiful natural blossoms,
Pure delicate body,
You stand without trembling.
Little mist of fallen starlight,
Perfect, beyond my reach
Linda Ingroia: What Is Mud’s Dirty Little Secret?
It’s a double-edged sword. … The more we put up barriers, the more we reduce our human microbiomes.
Sandy Solomon: Vaquitas
The number of vaquitas left was around 30 in early 2019. — . Today, news about small dolphins: Only sixty vaquitas left. Two years back, they numbered some one hundred “individuals,” living … Continue reading
Mason Adams: How to Restore a Million Acres of Strip-Mined Land? Bring in the Elk
Central Appalachia reintroduced the species to restore wildlife habitat—and help devastated economies. Here’s what happened next. The camera wasn’t where it was supposed to be. Clad in chest waders and … Continue reading
Video: Skylight — More Than Meets the Eye
This revealing video from the American Museum of Natural History guides us through celestial views at several electromagnetic frequencies, demonstrating how specialised telescopes reach beyond the visible spectrum to help demystify the observable Universe.
Adrian Blevins: Our Maine Ruinlust
“What we seek, at the deepest level, is inwardly to resemble, rather than physically to possess, the objects and places that touch us through their beauty.”
Charlotte Turner Smith: On Being Cautioned Against Walking on an Headland Overlooking the Sea, Because It Was Frequented by a Lunatic
In moody sadness, on the giddy brink,
I see him more with envy than fear
Josephine Dickinson: 6018
At Hartford Connecticut a man steps out on the tarmac, one foot in front of the other, as the plane begins to move. Above Hartford a wooded hilly landscape, a … Continue reading
Laure-Anne Bosselaar: Ode to the Schorren
& their skin-thin silt the Scheldt ground down from rocks, slopes & swamps — a rainy-day-gray mud, that satin muck that slips through fingers & escapes toward the insatiable North … Continue reading
Adrie Kusserow: A Brief Respite after Chemo
A BRIEF RESPITE FROM THE USUAL PERCEPTUAL DIVIDES: AFTER CHEMO I SKI THROUGH THE VERMONT WOODS IN ANOTHER CLIMATE CHANGE STORM
Paul Christensen: The Waiting Game
I sometimes think of myself as Jody Tiflin, the boy from John Steinbeck’s story who longed to have his mare Nellie deliver a foal, the red pony, only to discover … Continue reading
Robinson Jeffers: Wonder and Joy
The things that one grows tired of—O, be sure They are only foolish artificial things! Can a bird ever tire of having wings? And I, so long as life and … Continue reading
