Boluisce I root my fingers, burying them back and down. A twist into black, acidic soil, deeper than anything man-made....
Crossing Places At the crossing places when the river is still and ghosts untangle themselves from the trees you can...
Thomas Jefferson and his fellow Agrarian philosophers founded the new republic of America on the idea that the farmer was...
My mother told me to mow the lawn. I refused. I pointed out that to raze the grass, to behead...
The Wood He wanted to see the wood one last time. So, they took him back to trees dripping and...
What comes up from underground? The youngsters would ask when starting their long journey to the ritual grounds. Their hooved...
My life as an onion dry skins for compost layers of meaning rings of time faster than a tree cut...
Poison We made our way down Horse Dale warmed by early spring sunshine saw nothing of hares, rabbits, deer, seldom...
Dandelion Sun A child’s sun finds a dream in young eyes. In blinks of dandelion eclipses, refracted light reflects on...
Somewhere in the Blue Majestic. I imagine you proud out there, somewhere high on an Appalachian trail, where the boulders...