Pellet Petals by David P. Miller As the tide recedes the sand crabs reappear. They recreate their holes filled in at high tide, doorways plugged with silt. Crabs view the beach with caution. Crabs scrape the sand with inch-long strokes. High tide brings fresh food, now washed across the beach. Crabs feed, taking what theyContinue reading “Pellet Petals by David P. Miller”
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Rafaella Del Bourgo, Goanna on Kangaroo Island
Goanna on Kangaroo Island by Rafaella Del Bourgo A six-foot-long lizard like a log obstructing the rutted road, muscular tail, and claws for shredding, two hundred million years old. His tongue flicks out into the air. As he swings his head toward me and lifts his body, I hurry into my car and slam theContinue reading “Rafaella Del Bourgo, Goanna on Kangaroo Island”
Isis at Caroni by Robert Bensen
Isis at Caroni Caroni Bird Sanctuary, Trinidad for Derek Walcott by Robert Bensen The outboard, tuned a tight tenor, ponged like a thin metallic bird trailing us through centuries of mangroves propped on stilts over the still canal. Our guide, an Indian named Nanan, lost me with every turn of his wrist down everyContinue reading “Isis at Caroni by Robert Bensen”
Carolyn Chilton Casas, The Beating of Drums
The Beating of Drums by Carolyn Chilton Casas At the pousada pequena in a tropic beach town, fatigued from too many hours of travel, we were concerned when asked to leave our key hanging on the reception wall. We had read State Department warnings for tourists traveling to this area, heard rumors to be careful,Continue reading “Carolyn Chilton Casas, The Beating of Drums”
Golden Eagles over Franklin Mountain by Robert Bensen
Golden Eagles over Franklin Mountainby Robert Bensen On Oct. 25, 2018, we counted 128 Golden Eagles, a single-day record for eastern North America. The previous single-day high was 71 (Nov. 11, 2015) so the magnitude of this big day cannot be overstated. The reason for this Golden Eagle push two weeks before the traditional migrationContinue reading “Golden Eagles over Franklin Mountain by Robert Bensen”
Meditation: Galápagos Seas by Lorraine Caputo
Meditation: Galápagos Seas by Lorraine Caputo Surrounded by xxxxxxxshattered coral xxxxxxx& sea-burnished lava I sit in the warm xxxxxxxlate-afternoon sun xxxxxxxlistening to the tide rising, waves xxxxxxxleaping over fractured xxxxxxxboulders, waves rising translucent green-blue xxxxxxxto break, frothing, arriving xxxxxxxto shore, before relaxing Red crabs cling xxxxxxxto those black crags, xxxxxxxthe surge breaking & xxxxxxxfoaming overContinue reading “Meditation: Galápagos Seas by Lorraine Caputo”
Wambaw Creek by Krikor Der Hohannesian
Wambaw Creek Santee River Delta, South Carolinaby Krikor Der Hohannesian draped over the knobby kneeof a majestic cypress,a cotton-mouth dozeswrapped in a blanketof cozy April sunshine astride the far bank a young doehesitates, eyes us warily, spindlylegs on tremulous alert, nostrils flared,before bounding off apacethrough theContinue reading “Wambaw Creek by Krikor Der Hohannesian”
Stone of Dreamtime by Trudy Wendelin
Stone of DreamtimeThe Ochre Pits, Australian Outbackby Trudy Wendelin In raw, ochre realmsAborigines paint the blood of ancestorsFrom deep palette of mineralsOnto desert landscapes… As shadows of siennaFade into glowing windsThrough the ephemeral lightWith burnt whispers of fire, Mining emotions from eternity,Excavating years from eonsOf ancient tears and fleshInto a dense moment in time. MyContinue reading “Stone of Dreamtime by Trudy Wendelin”
Insect Life of Florida by Lynda Hull
Insect Life of Floridaby Lynda Hull In those days I thought their endless thrum was the great wheel that turned the days, the nights. In the throats of hibiscus and oleander I’d see them clustered yellow, blue, their shells enameled hard as the sky before the rain. All thatContinue reading “Insect Life of Florida by Lynda Hull”
Three Deer in Oquossoc by Sonja Johanson
Three Deer in Oquossoc by Sonja Johanson East will take me back. I drive west. I wend between snowbanks, until the road delivers me to a sleeping boat launch. They stand on the frozen ramp; watch me with coats that are better than mine. Ice houses and snowmobiles edge the distance. I have to turnContinue reading “Three Deer in Oquossoc by Sonja Johanson”
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