Apologies for the shaky jumbly recording; a videographer I ain’t. Today, on this sunny but cold winter day most stayed home. Some didn’t, like me. After library curbside pickup, I drove out to Lake MI in hopes the dunesand hadn’t blocked the road to the state park’s parking lot. It hadn’t. Eric Clapton’s Journeyman bluesing…
Category: nature
Dancing in the Dark
As I’m looking through poems for a submission for a chapbook, I came across this. Not sure which blog had the prompt question, but here it is and my response. The poem is a modified Minute Poem form. Image is “An Intruder in the Forest,” by Rodulfo. In the shadows, did you ever secretly wish…
Haikai Challenge #170: Christmas Queen
She of red-crested head, hungry,dwarfs her cagemate with grace.Queen of woodpeckers visitsthis Christmas morning. image link Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge. Write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that states, or alludes to, any of the Kigo cited above. Please reference which Kigo/Date to…
dVerse — Poetics 434 — Croaked
Once upon a Spring… Penny did her usual afternoonstroll in the forest; crocus and lily-of-the-valleyperfumed the trail. Birds sang from treetops; spring peepers called from the pond. Inhaling deeply and sighing, Penny felt a contentmentshe could only find at this time of the year. Lost in her thoughts, she heard the loud croak of a…
Our Vanishing Coasts, Pictured — THE DIRT
Alex MacLean Impact / Birkhäuser Impact: The Effect of Climate Change on Coastlines, aerial photographer Alex MacLean’s latest book, captures our Atlantic and Gulf coastal communities at their most vulnerable. Even in a media environment inundated with images of climate change, MacLean’s photos have the ability to shock. Trained as an architect, MacLean is well-known […]…
dVerse — Poetics 432 — Squirrel Hunting in the Mountains
Armed with a Canon’s telefoto,sturdy-soled hikers, and a canteenI march forward, led by sun-crackledcottonwood and half-ground beech.Squirrel hunting in the mountainsmeans tracking under treelines,craning for oak-nestand pine-needled apples.Mid-winter Sol stirs their bellies;groggy they crawl, head first.Aboriginal-headed, the many-pelted,silvered, burnt-oranged, blackedcoat warms me, but wool worksas I trudge white tracks backto build a mighty slide show….
dVerse — quadrille #114– craven magnets
Brightshine fades to metallic gray.Cell memories leak, then shrinkto shadowed dank under rotting leaves. Winds howl with crystalled regret that haunts goosebumped skinfor its capricious heat-sucking sin. When Sol blasts fall’s curtains awayCells remember and celebrate,Dancing red-orange craven magnets. image: detail of “Sower with Setting Sun” by Vincent VanGogh, in Kröller-Müller Museum,…
Tao Talk 