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More American Sentences

More American Sentences Acadia National Park, Maine, 2015         On the mountaintop, fog of a stormy day arrests inspiration.         A box of marbles constantly tipped back and forth, waves pound the rock beach…. Continue Reading →

The Hawk…

The Hawk… glides over treetops and rooftops, encroaching upon city limits, ignoring carefully crafted boundaries between civilization and nature as if there wasn’t a difference between the two at all. I don’t often notice its sorties into the realm of… Continue Reading →

What Must the Trees Think?

What Must the Trees Think? Anger that we lumber their siblings? Terror when the ground we frack? Pity that we have brought ourselves to the brink? Befuddlement at our human quibbling? Despair that they can’t fight back? The willow, bent… Continue Reading →

Under-stars

Under-stars Off the two-track to nowhere important sun retreats into forest, the day kilned and left to cool, no longer malleable. Yet light dominates veil of night: embellished by myth and meaning bulls and bears roam herded and hunted on… Continue Reading →

Gravity and Grace

Gravity and Grace Angels and apples, sinners and seniors, all eventually fall, trapped in the gravity of the world. A Scarlet leaf, short-lived adornment,         wafts                 down,    … Continue Reading →

Lessons of a Summer Day at the Beach

Lessons of a Summer Day at the Beach O Mother Earth, in selfish need we grasp for the riches and might of guns and gold. To profit and death we cling ’til last gasp, feasting on your carcass, vultures so… Continue Reading →

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