I’mwriting you this tear-shapedpoem to show that I’m crying about the oldEnbridge oil pipeline 5 that runs under The Straits of Mackinac, that pumps black death through fresh water, sepa-rated from catastrophe by grace. Enbridge’s take?Build a harbinger on bottom of lake.
Turtle Talk Guest Writer Katie Mimini. Katie Mimini is a JD/MPP student at Columbia Law School and the Harvard Kennedy School.
Katie talks about National Native American Law Students Association and why it is important.
24 SSPC 50 — (2nd week) White Dew (Sept 7-22) Hakuro 白露 — “There’s no place like home.”*
“There’s no place like home” Farm hand pump trickleswater into livestock trough,its clarity is interrupted onlyby textured superficiality. Water into livestock troughserves as mirror and magnifierfor still, swimming pool blue. Its clarity is interrupted onlyby patched seam, goldenrod reflections,and a single milkweed puff. By textured superficiality,benefactor’s childhood home returns, withsmooth, odorless animal sculptures. *Title taken…
POPO2024 Day 10
Late night talk show hostsmake jokes, let masses ventat each day’s madness.But their cruel slightson POTUS unveiled uglinessthat even Colbert & Stewart,the best of the best,are corporate overlord-paidhacks.(a sad day in USA)
POPO2024 Day 9
So many thoughts cavort,yet this morning few wishto volunteer to tumble outline up in any orderly fashionfrom realm of pinballsand distraction.As usual, I use nature as bait.Look! The sulfur cosmosis in full bloom!Now wait. They line up onto the blank slate.
Doodads over past (busy) week
On Monday, a group of 8 of us, 6 adults and 2 kids, drove out to the farmer’s market I frequent, where a playground and farm animal petting area has been added over the summer. The playground included a giant tractor tire that has been made into a sandbox, with included farm equipment trucks to…
POPO2024 Day 8
Summer BreezeSulfur cosmos dance,little suns in themselves,on thick stems, feathery leaves.Cottonwood leaves flip, frantic,flashing silver, like water in sky.Apple tree boughs bob gently,laden with wormy fruit.Cardinals trapeze, tree to feeder.The cats and I, cool inside, respitefrom blaze blasting life outside.
Tao-Talk 