A Reflection of Beauty in Washington by Jimmy Carter I recall one winter night going to the White House roof to study the Orion nebulae, but we could barely see the stars, their images so paled by city lights. Suddenly we heard a sound primeval in its tone and rhythm coming from the northern sky.Continue reading “A Reflection of Beauty in Washington by Jimmy Carter”
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How to Regain Your Soul by William E. Stafford
How to Regain Your Soul by William E. Stafford Come down Canyon Creek trail on a summer afternoon that one place where the valley floor opens out. You will see the white butterflies. Because of the way shadows come off those vertical rocks in the west, there are shafts of sunlight hitting the river andContinue reading “How to Regain Your Soul by William E. Stafford”
Autumn at Owen Beach by Carl “Papa” Palmer
Autumn at Owen Beach by Carl “Papa” Palmer Tacoma Washington rains a foggy mist I breathe in cadence with soft whispers of Puget Sound surf heard front row center sitting on this sand-locked log all to myself at Owen Beach. Seeking similes for birds behaving like birds as I float a morning prayer toward theContinue reading “Autumn at Owen Beach by Carl “Papa” Palmer”
Granada Park Love by Don Kingfisher Campbell
Granada Park Loveby Don Kingfisher Campbell My life has been a series of trees planted in soilOne has purple flowers nowAmidst the abandoned Stonehenge picnic area of my pastColumns rise but there is no roof, no shelterA tall tree has found its huggerA lone lamp in a green fieldThe only pathway surrounded by other arrangedContinue reading “Granada Park Love by Don Kingfisher Campbell”
In Bayfield by Kenneth Pobo
In Bayfield by Kenneth Pobo The sun trips over a red rock and breaks. The Madeline Island ferry carries dusk shards. At night Bayfield shines little lights on Lake Superior. The town closes down. Wind makes me shiver even in June. The Lake is like my Aunt Stokesia, chilly even in summer, strong in anyContinue reading “In Bayfield by Kenneth Pobo”
Harrisburg, PA, in the Night by Julene Waffle
Harrisburg, PA, in the Night by Julene Waffle The city crawls out from under the hills, sprawling, tempered, reposing under the cool autumn sky. From valley edge to valley edge, it waits for something to happen. Underpass sighs the passing traffic. I breathe it in: frictioned tires, exhaust, catalytic sulfur. Highways circle, rhythmic rumbling above,Continue reading “Harrisburg, PA, in the Night by Julene Waffle”
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”
Deer Fording the Missouri in Early Afternoon by Kevin L. Cole
Deer Fording the Missouri in Early Afternoon by Kevin L. Cole Perhaps to those familiar with their ways The sight would not have been so startling: A deer fording the Missouri in the early afternoon. Perhaps they would not have worried as much As I about the fragility of it all: Her agonizingly slow pace,Continue reading “Deer Fording the Missouri in Early Afternoon by Kevin L. Cole”
Off A Side Road Near Staunton by Stanley Plumly
Off A Side Road Near Stauntonby Stanley Plumly Some nothing afternoon, no one anywhere,an early autumn stillness in the air,the kind of empty day you fill by taking inthe full size of the valley and its layers leadingslowly to the Blue Ridge, the quality of country,if you stand here long enough, you could stayfor, stepContinue reading “Off A Side Road Near Staunton by Stanley Plumly”
Leaving Denali by Sarah Russell
Leaving Denali by Sarah Russell You must leave Denali as you would a lover, before dawn, while he is blanketed in clouds, while the sentry spruce and larch, dwarfed and crippled by his hand, still drowse in mist. For if they wake, they will whisper your leaving on the wind. Then Denali will woo youContinue reading “Leaving Denali by Sarah Russell”
POETRY and PLACES 