Sally Bliumis-Dunn: Quahogue
I knocked
and you showed me the letter
from your father who left when you were five.
January 13, 2020 · Leave a comment
George Monbiot: Life Enhancing
Allowing the seas to recover from the outrageous assaults of commercial fishing can help heal our own wounded lives.
January 13, 2020 · Leave a comment
Sally Bliumis-Dunn: Work
The father sanded the gunwales,the boy coiled the lines.
And I admired them there, each to his task
in the quiet of the long familiar.
December 30, 2019 · Leave a comment
Sally Bliumis-Dunn : Echolocation
I saw one once—heaved onto the sand with kelp
stuck to its blue-gray skin.
Heavy and immobile,
it lay like a great sadness.
November 25, 2019 · Leave a comment
Sally Bliumis-Dunn: Right Whales
they said it took weeks
for the whale to die deep below the surface
September 25, 2019 · Leave a comment
