Vox Populi

A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature

Bertha Rogers: What Want Brings

Gray rain seeps through the fall
of played-out clouds, loops among hills,
ragged mountains; flexes and thins cut, contoured fields.

September 14, 2020 · 1 Comment

Bertha Rogers: Copper Beech Trees in Winter

Leaves arc, like paintings of blown leaves; like cut paper, like sunset strewn across red-gold sky, like smoldering fires; serrate-edged, notched, like some knives. But they cut only the hard … Continue reading

December 10, 2018 · Leave a comment

Bertha Rogers: Hawk’s Reason

When the hawk leaves his tree for movement among the green, when he aims earthward, the air opens for him as if sliced by a deft knife, space disappearing into … Continue reading

June 6, 2018 · 1 Comment

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