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Persephone Rising at Equinoxtide

In mid February of 2016, I stood on the dike along a bend in the Connecticut River watching the ice floes come down from the north. First, there were just the sludgy, half-submerged chunks with their edges clicking together in the surface water. Then whole islands of white snow took their place and set a new [...]

Pilgrimage Report in Poetry and Prose

The Summer Solstice-hinged e-retreat Walking the Ways of the Summer Light just concluded. This offering is a poetic report from a few moments of my Pilgrimage trip to Acadia National Park.    Love, the shaper, makes her a light fish with dark eyes swimming green, this passage skims skin from her cheeks. What she wanted [...]

There is no heaven

The white dream waits for me to enter. The rabbit runs through a field of nettles, burdock bends in the wind. I follow, find the room without walls. No boundary, just wild weaving in green stem and white-pin flower along your blue shirted shoulder. We stand there in the where – a dream is always [...]

After the storm, after Irene

In some places, silt over loam the death of a field and ferns covered in dulled-silver dust: ghosts caught between the green world and the dead.     In other places, the land stripped to bedrock barely a place for root to take hold soil slipped away and our suppers with it.   In these [...]

Before the Language Comes

                                      Sick of those who come with words but no language                                     I made my way to the snow-covered island                                                                                     Tomas Tranströmer   A language without words forms at seam of earth and sky its first sounds are snow melt   It swirls at edge of day dark and we do not [...]