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Chard deNiord: Tree of Wisdom

I am taken in by its stand and breadth,
marveling at its brawn and reach of branches,
studying each leaf like the page of a sacred book,
embracing its trunk like a void.

March 26, 2023 · 9 Comments

Chard deNiord: See How Brightly The Leaves Fall With Grief

How long then short the days grow across the Earth.

January 15, 2023 · 8 Comments

Chard deNiord: To the Luna Moth

Out of nowhere, which is every-
where, I sang to you with a tongue
in the form of a leaf as you fell
asleep…

September 6, 2022 · 9 Comments

Chard deNiord: What Can Anyone Say

In memory of the Ukrainian children, parents, and civilians who have been murdered by Russian troops and Prime Minister Putin during Russia’s recent invasion of Ukraine 

March 10, 2022 · 4 Comments

Chard deNiord: I Was Walking Around

in the woods below the house by the stream when suddenly I thought, Why write another thing about the woods or stream or sky as I have for years? Why … Continue reading

January 4, 2022 · 2 Comments

Chard deNiord: I Was Swimming

I was swimming with you in a river
that was both rushing and still.
Remember?

November 16, 2021 · 4 Comments

Chard deNiord: The Hand

a finger here, a knuckle
there, but never the hand al-
together, except in a vision
for which I’m loathe to take
any credit, even for a nail

May 30, 2021 · 2 Comments

Chard deNiord: “We Will Not Give Up on Each Other”: A Conversation with Major Jackson

We are living in an age of absurdity, but I am casting for wider seas.

April 25, 2021 · 2 Comments

Chard deNiord: Lizard, An Exegesis as Love Letter

So when you woke, there I was in my Sunday best as a funny little guy with a complex tongue and stunted legs who spoke the double truth.

April 1, 2021 · 2 Comments

Chard deNiord: Checklist

the red coal an angel places on the tongue like a treat

June 30, 2020 · 1 Comment

Chard deNiord: Last Goodbye in the Time of Corona

The darkness arrived without your voice
or touch, my love, and yet I heard
your voice and felt your hand in mine.

March 31, 2020 · 6 Comments

Chard deNiord: The Music of Being

Hold a hazelnut up to your eyes
as a lens for seeing through,
then wake to a katydid and say its name.

February 23, 2020 · Leave a comment

Chard deNiord: Open Letter to the President from a Citizen, August 21, 2019

I write to you, Mr. President, from inside
the cell in which you’ve locked the country
with ICE.

August 22, 2019 · 1 Comment

Chard deNiord: I stand beneath the mountain with an illiterate heart

The darkness of my sacred ignorance enlightens me.

June 18, 2019 · Leave a comment

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