Every morning I am born into the kingdom of Crow.
For weeks now my window has been shrouded with black capes opening, swooping, the exhausting labor of feeding their young. A little nest, well camouflaged within the top of a pine tree, crouches...
Go Into the Dark
Oct 30, 2019
The wind has been rattling her bony fingers all day, scraping them against window panes, rustling them through dry branches, using them to boldly clang the metal chime outside my front door. These are not the green winds of early fall who are just...
The Standing People Are Moving
Oct 16, 2019
Bashing themselves about,
stag horns clashing as
cymbals of wood and wind.
The watchful mothers are stirring,
shifting their burdens as they
wait for their moment.
IT. IS. NOW.
Restless roots cleave the ground,
leaving...
My Soul Doesn't Think At All
Oct 08, 2019
I don’t want to think, I just want to lie hard in my bed, listening to the rolling, trembling mountains of my body that don’t say a word.
I don’t want to think, I just want to give all of myself to this lawn chair, letting...
Flinch, But Not For Too Long
Sep 11, 2019
Why It Is Essential For Women Changemakers to Know Themselves as Part of the Earth...
Global climate change is always in the back of your mind, a distressing static of sorts. You consider yourself an environmentalist and you make good...
FEMININE CONFIDENCE: Engaging with Radical Self-Trust
Jul 15, 2019
It is a question that just does not seem to want to go away: what does the true embodiment of rooted confidence look like for the modern woman? Not a sexy, polished sort of confidence but the kind of deeply grounded inner knowing that is unshaken...
Mirror of the Sea
Jun 20, 2019
The tide is all the way out
and the sand underneath
feels packed and rippled
with roan speckles
spread along the smooth hide of an appaloosa,
carefully combed down with the pulling,
clawing fingers of the waves.
We are standing on a vast,
...
The Ladies
Jun 13, 2019
It is finally time.
The afternoon weather considerate,
warm enough for lace wings and a life outdoors.
When they feel the liberation of open air,
a rush of adrenaline sweeps through,
an invisible lattice of electricity.
The...
CHANGELING
Jun 07, 2019
The forest slipped her dry clothes in the still of the night,
waking in the morning wearing some damp, but puffed ball gown
of chartreuse.
She must of drank some spell of sky water
growing twice her size in the untrustworthy mist.
She urges me to...
Safe to Proceed
Jun 05, 2019
We find so many ways to stay put. We think we couldn’t possibly start that exercise class because we are already so overweight. Or we couldn’t think to start teaching that poetry class because our life is not yet perfectly managed, the...