Poems on the Cusp of Spring
THIS IS HOW TO SAY METOLIUS Say song sparrow flittingAmong ocean sprayNot yet leafing Say dipper flexingComical…
 
			 
			 
			“All was a-shake and a-shiver—glints and gleams and sparkles, rustle and swirl, chatter and bubble. The Mole…
 
			“Grow a forest. Protect it from axes that hack. Then the Lorax and all of his friends…
 
			“For there is always light,if only we’re brave enough to see itIf only we’re brave enough to…
 
			 
			For three full days I hesitated. I’d look at the email, start my response, and falter. The…
 
			Grow slowly. Heed the wisdom of long-lived trees. Heed the scientists who study the ancient trees and…
 
			A month ago, I wrote of gathering the strength of the wilds to prevail in a vote…
 
			My October journal brims with sleepless anxiety that mingles with the word “vote” in a myriad of…
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