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Mary Jane White: Axe

Always the trapped smell of sunlight
& the oiled axe to split the last of the kindling
& the bank’s rippled edge & the heavy suckerfish

March 27, 2023 · 4 Comments

Robinson Jeffers: The Treasure

That silence is the thing, this noise a found word for it;
interjection, a jump of the breath at that silence

February 24, 2023 · 6 Comments

Kim Ports Parsons: May the Particles of My Body Travel the Endless Conduits

When I die, lay me in the loam under the big oak
on the path through the woods, deep down in the endless
flow of talk among the trees there…

February 5, 2023 · 15 Comments

Video: Urban Oasis – a love letter to San Francisco

A journey through the contrasting urban and natural spaces within San Francisco’s 49 square miles.

October 29, 2022 · Leave a comment

Rachel Hadas: That Patch of Warmth

August. Midday. Look up: flawless sky
until a cloud sprouts; sidles; suddenly
blots out the sun. Wind troubles the trees

August 10, 2022 · 2 Comments

Paul Christensen: In the Icy Womb of Winter

My wife noted this morning that the temperature gauge outside our kitchen widow read minus 9 degrees. The windows in the bedroom were frosted over with a thick rime, so … Continue reading

January 23, 2022 · 2 Comments

Mark Twain: Two Ways of Seeing the River

Now when I had mastered the language of this water and had come to know every trifling feature that bordered the great river as familiarly as I knew the letters of the alphabet, I had made a valuable acquisition. But I had lost something, too.

November 7, 2021 · 2 Comments

Denise Levertov: Clouds

as if death had lit a pale light
in your flesh, your flesh
was cold to my touch, or not cold
but cool, cooling

January 15, 2021 · 2 Comments

Ed Bieber: Cleverness

Nature is the master here: boundless, unpredictable,
full of astonishments. The children come next. I follow.

October 20, 2020 · 1 Comment

Audio: Wendell Berry reads ‘The Peace of Wild Things’

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be…

August 2, 2020 · 1 Comment

Luara Ferracioli: For a child, being carefree is intrinsic to a well-lived life

Is being carefree a special good of childhood? Is it something that confers meaning on the life of a child, without doing the same for adults? Or do adults need to be more carefree, and so be more like children, in order for their lives to go well?

May 26, 2020 · Leave a comment

Andrea Hollander: Pleasure

Because yesterday I lay fully dressed alone on my bed listening to the sweet-tempered yatter of rain I’d longed for all summer, a sound that continued for hours against the … Continue reading

August 27, 2018 · 1 Comment

Video: Haoma

Haoma is the Avestan name of a plant and its divinity, both of which play a role in Zoroastrian doctrine and in later Persian culture and mythology. Directed by Matthieu Deltour, … Continue reading

June 21, 2015 · 2 Comments

Jenne’ Andrews: Intrepid Eye, Majestic World

. How beautiful the eyeball, flecked with the residual color of the terrain—nightfall in the blue canyons, goldenrod selvage of sea cliff. Sun-kissed– the amplitude of the turning earth. It … Continue reading

May 23, 2015 · 1 Comment

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