Aldo Leopold’s Cabin
byjacked cider, giant saw teeth, bald eagles raking the sleepy Wisconsin River for risen fish, sandbars with ribbons of chocolate like a marble cake…
Reviews
From the Editor
byI’ve been slowly reading through the ‘back catalog’ of environmental writing—those classics that everyone should make time for. It’s an illuminating process, but usually…
Environmental Action Is Not a Choice, It’s a Spiritual Obligation
byShortly before publication of this work by Chandra Taylor Smith we here at the EcoTheo Review learned of her untimely passing. Our thoughts and…
Snowbound
byI 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….
Tears
byForty years ago, I wrote I would sooner disgust you than ask for your compassion. My tears are barley water. I give you my…
Field Notes From the Real World
byOn the eighth day of our honeymoon, I had an existential crisis. I looked at my wife and said, “I just don’t think I…
Art & a Non-Violent Ecology
byI create ecosystems from existing military and industrial materials to begin a new story. I want to change people’s perceptions about value through performative…
Notices
byOnce an Irishman in his coffin had to be wrapped from foot to chin in English wool, not Irish linen. I saw this notice:…
To Alexander Fu on His Beginning and 13th Birthday
byCut from your mother, there was a first heartache, a loneliness before your first peek at the world, your mother’s hand was a comb…
Rutabaga
byYou darken as my knife slices blushing at what you become. I save your thick leaves and purple skin to feed the cows. A…