Up the grassy boulevardThe barren alders stretchTheir moss-hairy bone-limbs worn brittleBy Winter’s chilling breath. They reach out for rightingOf their perilous posture, leaning askanceAs if they stand a chanceagainst the mandate of gravity,against the burden of circumstance. In standing still upon inspection,A tap-tap-tapping! steals my attention.A woodland rapping, clear with intention.I spy a tiny drummer,Continue reading “The Redheads Play Percussion”
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The Nurse Log
She lies beside the trail,one arm draped in verdant curls of fern, the otherangled beneath her, fingers sinkingslowly into the yearning earth. Once, she stood sturdy and stable,spine unbent, shoulders broad,her voice a rustling hushagainst the wind’s insistent weight. Now, her ribs split open,moss thick on her skin,her breath a damp exhale of spores.Beetles makeContinue reading “The Nurse Log”
Winter, Arriving
Snow clings to the tippy-tops of evergreens,high on Cypress Island, where winter holds fastin silent grasp. The slate-grey waves of Bellingham Channelcurl, then collapse, resigned to frost-veined cold. At my temples, a dusting of grey—Winter’s scouts arrive, their breath on the air,its shadow drawing near. The crows have been idle,lurking at the corners of myContinue reading “Winter, Arriving”