Manzanita Lake by Penelope Moffet

Manzanita Lakeby Penelope Moffet Shallow Sierra lake more sun-warmed than mostthough still fed by snow-melt. Maybe mild in summerbut not in late September, sun ready to go down,water mirroring trees and mountains. I edge in,feet sliding over stones and muck, skincringing into liquid cold enough to form another skin.He says to himself, “Am I doingContinue reading “Manzanita Lake by Penelope Moffet”

Karlu Karlu by Marilyn Humbert

Karlu Karlu by Marilyn Humbert The cold, razor wind of July scarves and scars the round red rocks, eucalypt leaves sigh in a modulated minor key. Burnt upright sticks cast slender shadows and untouched silk white boles flash in the ghost light of star fall. He pads soundless, wild and unkempt, dew dipped hair gleamsContinue reading “Karlu Karlu by Marilyn Humbert”

Yosemite: A Triptych by Mark A. Fisher

Yosemite: A Triptychby Mark A. Fisher once I went to Yosemite to see rocks and once to see the trees where wildflowers could feel the vast time immense and ancient fill all the meadows with moraines filling the valley hollowed out and left by glaciers lichen covered grown green fading away Mother nature drawing thousandsContinue reading “Yosemite: A Triptych by Mark A. Fisher”

Cape Cod by Joan McNerney

Cape Cod by Joan McNerney Hearing waves from a distance and feeling sea breezes brush our faces, it seemed a century before we came to the ocean. So blue and bright to our eyes its rhythm broke chains of unremarkable days. Over cool sand we ran and you picked three perfect shells which fit insideContinue reading “Cape Cod by Joan McNerney”

Closed by Lynn White

Closed by Lynn White It was a beautiful village, the sun was shining, the mountain air pure, a perfect place for a coffee. We could see two cafés, but the first we tried was closed, closed for a while by the looks. The second looked hopeful with tables and chairs outside but the door wasContinue reading “Closed by Lynn White”

Beijing Ascending by Graham Wood

Beijing Ascending by Graham Wood For Rosemary and Laura We spent all day getting to the top of things — climbing stairs, hauling on balustrades lifting our aching legs up one incline and then another: the pagoda the drum tower the bell tower the emperor’s favourite resting place on top of the wooded mountain …Continue reading “Beijing Ascending by Graham Wood”

The Shoe Tree by Mary Langer Thompson

The Shoe Treeby Mary Langer ThompsonFor Paula I don’t think I’ll ever seethis tree full of shoes again,but I have a photographshe sent, branches laden with tied-togethersneakers—maybe one pair was hers,and she slipped awayfrom that rented room in the mountainsto add to it—that would be like her—secretly flinging a pair of good shoesup into theContinue reading “The Shoe Tree by Mary Langer Thompson”