The Dawning by Jeannie E. Roberts Just beyond the six-panel dock daybreak resonates with electricity. Hydropower enlivens the rising light. There’s a fine mist on Lake Wissota and the dam answers with firefly-like glow. I awoke for this moment when the heavens attend to washes of color balance in blends of orange / apricot amberContinue reading “The Dawning by Jeannie E. Roberts”
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Antelope Canyon, Arizona by Jeanie Greenfelder
Antelope Canyon, Arizonaby Jeanie Greenfelder Our Navajo guide Mike shows no mercyfor the fourteen greenhorns in his Jeep.On this bucking bronco, we bounceacross the red desert to Antelope Canyon, a slot canyon with tall, narrow passagewayscarved by rain eroding sandstone.Mike points to graffiti and bullet holesfrom before the Tribe took charge. He sticks to hisContinue reading “Antelope Canyon, Arizona by Jeanie Greenfelder”
The Fading Season by Ken Hartke
The Fading Season by Ken Hartke The fading season — when all the trees have darkened but before the early snow — I build a fire in the grate and find that unfinished book. The new morning chill draws me to the coffee pot. The fire still has warmth. Today’s sky is bright and clear,Continue reading “The Fading Season by Ken Hartke”
One Vote by Aimee Nezhukumatathil
One Voteby Aimee Nezhukumatathil After reading a letter from his mother, Harry T. Burn cast the deciding vote to ratify the 19th Amendment of the U.S. Constitution My parents are from countrieswhere mangoes grow wild and boldand eagles cry the sky in arcs and dips.America loved this bird too and made it clutch olives andContinue reading “One Vote by Aimee Nezhukumatathil”
Considering the Void by Jimmy Carter
Considering the Void by Jimmy Carter When I behold the charm of evening skies, their lulling endurance; the patterns of stars with names of bears and dogs, a swan, a virgin; other planets that the Voyager showed were like and so unlike our own, with all their diverse moons, bright discs, weird rings, and crateredContinue reading “Considering the Void by Jimmy Carter”
Overnight at White Pocket by Cynthia Anderson
Overnight at White Pocket by Cynthia Anderson You sleep if you can, a blanket of cold stars pulled over your head— then rise before dawn to catch the first rays lighting those pale and painted rocks—swirled concretions of bygone dunes, shaped by wind and snow and rain, like the storm that blew in yesterday, castingContinue reading “Overnight at White Pocket by Cynthia Anderson”
Ocracoke Night Magic by Ann Christine Tabaka
Ocracoke Night Magic by Ann Christine Tabaka Night falls early on the island with no pollution from light to interfere. The blackest of black. The only illumination a diamond-studded firmament, with a brilliant pathway dividing it in two. The Milky Way is visible arching northeast to southwest. A magical experience standing on windswept beach. SaltContinue reading “Ocracoke Night Magic by Ann Christine Tabaka”
Slip Over the Edge by Ken Hartke
Slip Over the Edgeby Ken Hartke Quietly slip over the edge.Disappear without a trace.Follow the old trails.The canyon trails are worn smoothby bare feet or reed sandals.Centuries old handholds are still there. Trails wind down to hidden pools.Deep shade is cool below the canyon rimScorching sunlight is a stranger here.The breeze builds toward the afternoon.ChanneledContinue reading “Slip Over the Edge by Ken Hartke”
Via Lactea by Robert Lima
Via LacteaOn the Photograph by Dionisio Ameal Pachecoby Robert Lima The old hórreo, a granary on the Rio Minho,receives the torrent of stars into its wooden hold.It is a stellar blessing on the landscapeof the ancient Celtic peoples,sons of Breogán, that begat the line. A bountiful engagement of primal matterand elemental Earth,the stars falling onContinue reading “Via Lactea by Robert Lima”
Père Lachaise by Jennifer Lagier
Père Lachaiseby Jennifer Lagier Our guide, Jean-Jacques,tells us stories,reads inscriptionson mausoleums.Marks a map as Iexplore a city of deathwith expatriate friends.We pass grandiose memorials.Angels and antichrists decomposebeside housewives and saints.Fading lipstick kisses polka dotOscar Wilde’s neutered sphinx.According to rumor, a bureaucratanchors his paperwork withthe severed stone sex.Someone has stolen Jim Morrison’sbronze bust, a poppy and twistofContinue reading “Père Lachaise by Jennifer Lagier”
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