Single Guiding Stars: An Interview With Rosebud Ben-Oni
byOur interviews editor Esteban Rodriguez talks with Rosebud about her favorite musicians, identity, the place and purpose of literature in today’s socio-political landscape, and…
The Beehive Woman
byThe wise seasoned woman sat on her chair in her bedroom. Her white turban sat on her head like a beehive. I sat on…
The Beautiful, the Good, and the True: Through the Eyes of Lapland Azalea
byThe Beautiful My kayak glided through a narrow canyon, the sandstone walls rising vertically more than sixty feet, speckled with ferns, moss, and fan-shaped…
Origins & Roots
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The bread was changed by breaking. Seven loaves torn became countless pieces. Pieces dissolved in four thousand mouths. Transformed into energy enough. Still they...
Out, Down, Wait, Feel
byThe EcoTheo Review is delighted to feature visual art from C.R. Resetarits, poet, collagist, and fiction writer. On her artistic process, she writes: “I…
God Is The Apple
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How is it possible to write the end of the world? But even this question already reveals an anthropocentric bias. The world, after all,...
Attention To A Shared, Burning World
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Reading M. Stone’s limited-edition chapbook In Wildness and Knox Gardner’s full-length, collaborative art text Woodland alongside each other recalled for me Georgia O’Keeffe’s profound...
Two Poems
byTable, 2 After Milosz An empty table, an empty tavern, that image haunts her departure. Everything else is cheap silverware, finger-marked wine stems. Like…
Three Poems
byCave Cricket Belly-up, splay-legged, bow-backed to the things in the dark: my mother will die, my father, my kid. Licked with dread. What I…
Do You Understand What I Am Saying
byWhat is the process we go through to understand someone or something with a fundamentally different consciousness from ours? This is the question I…
Panthalassa
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The light that hummed in the amniotic sea The algae that latticed itself into Tokyo-sized mats in the shallows The moment the world became...
All Their Moments Together
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Tree Stories Her small leaves yellowed at the first touch of chill. Then as the northern wind roamed waking the hairs on the little...
American Radiance
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Although Luisa Muradyan’s American Radiance (University of Nebraska Press, 2018) centers on the memories of migrating to the United States, it also expands on the...
Ash Wednesday, Offshore
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We cordoned the bay from the ocean and it did not contain the spill. O God, who created the earth, We used napalm and...
Three Poems
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Chorus Frog The season of cracking open, bloodroot, egg strings. My grandmother chops the cloddy ground. Many years without him. Onion sets, new moon...
The Earth, The Body
bySandy Coomer is a visual artist and poet living in Brentwood, TN. Below, she shares her thoughts on acrylic pour painting and how it…
Two Poems
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Walking the Arroyo I kneel at the altar of stone, quartz-veined and creek-cut to trace volcanic memories. The urgency of cicadas sings through the...
Boxed World
byWilliam D. Hicks is a photographer who lives in Chicago. These works explore the interrelationship between natural subjects and technology. In Night Lights, the leafless…
Claude Monet, Argenteuil, 1875
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It was a lot of things. It was the algae blooms swimming against the tide. It was the convent of masts, making partial signs...
Amano
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Inspired by Frank Relle's "Amano," Jack Bedell composed his ekphrastic poem of the same name. Amano —Frank Relle Gallery, NOLA¹ Even what’s left of...