A Rose
How can you run about two minutes after you are born? Be a horse, then you can discover a valley, the taste of a…
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Summit, Elk Hills
In the distance, smeared by haze, thin snow from last week’s storm that seems to persist along the ridgeline will melt in a day…
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Aldo Leopold’s Cabin
jacked cider, giant saw teeth, bald eagles raking the sleepy Wisconsin River for risen fish, sandbars with ribbons of chocolate like a marble cake…
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Snowbound
I can’t walk far or drive away. I’m here, deep in snow. Still, I can follow the heart better than on a sunny day….
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Tears
Forty years ago, I wrote I would sooner disgust you than ask for your compassion. My tears are barley water. I give you my…
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Notices
Once an Irishman in his coffin had to be wrapped from foot to chin in English wool, not Irish linen. I saw this notice:…
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To Alexander Fu on His Beginning and 13th Birthday
Cut from your mother, there was a first heartache, a loneliness before your first peek at the world, your mother’s hand was a comb…
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Rutabaga
You darken as my knife slices blushing at what you become. I save your thick leaves and purple skin to feed the cows. A…
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12. from The Heart Pine Imprecations
Passion for scavengers cease for the sentinel perched on a high limb falls from its colloquy a black sheen sombers such collaud toward vanity…
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Blessed Nicholas Steno
Though noting with incredulity their employment in the harnessing of winds, Pliny the Elder in his treatise on Natural History could state with more…
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