I recently discovered Abandoned America, a haunting collection of images that capture, quite viscerally, the transient nature of our cultural underpinnings. The first photograph I saw was this one – called ‘nothing ever dies’ – and it left me aching and hollow and feeling inspired. Coming shortly on the heels of reading The Starless Sea […]
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The light lingers latescented with lilac and dewy earthand brick still sun-warmedand the long-fingered fugue of fescues The tree peony’s openedits petals huge and floppy like paper velvetdraped about generous golden stamensflaming gregarious against dull leaves A fabulous fantasiabut its out of timeahead of every roseblooming with the aliumsinstead of the irises Like so much […]
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The blossoming spring is an invitation. A dreamscape. A fairyland. Every day the world transforms. I discover a sudden confetti of cherry petals thrown over my walkway. Lilac nectar drenching the back alley. Daylight that lingers and lingers of an evening, humming with that first kiss kind of glow. Narcissus nod beneath windows. Apple blossoms […]
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The endurance of life on the prairies never ceases to amaze me. Spring this year is slow. In the dying days of April grass is just beginning to green. Sometimes the apple blossoms have been and gone by now; this year even the Forsythia in bare. 4 short months. That’s our growing season. 1 month […]
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I hate having the sand shift under my feet. I like to know what’s coming. I like to plan. I like to prepare. It’s kind of fruitless these days. The news has been steadily bad and will likely get worse as covid-19 batters North America. I know this. You know this. We balance human life […]
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