Poems on the Cusp of Spring
THIS IS HOW TO SAY METOLIUS Say song sparrow flittingAmong ocean sprayNot yet leafing Say dipper flexingComical…
“For there is always light,if only we’re brave enough to see itIf only we’re brave enough to…
A month ago, I wrote of gathering the strength of the wilds to prevail in a vote…
With gratitude to poet Kim Stafford–I wrote these poems as part of his recent class offered earlier…
Are you thinking about water as much as I am? Turning on the spigot and placing my hands…
A daily practice of Kim Stafford-inspired writing of recollection, aphorism, and poem attempt has become one of…
When sunlight goes wild on a late afternoon heading east through Oregon’s John Day Valley, the horizon…
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