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Quietly Wild has been out in the world for 2 whole weeks now!! With 10 poems for every month of the year and photographs and earth-based rituals to accompany them, this is a book that really embodies the work I’ve been doing for 8 years.
Quietly Wild has been out in the world for 2 whole weeks now!! With 10 poems for every month of the year and photographs and earth-based rituals to accompany them, this is a book that really embodies the work I’ve been doing for 8 years.
Falling Gently is a free six-week seasonal immersion woven right into Earth & Verse.
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Falling Gently is a free six-week seasonal immersion woven right into Earth & Verse.
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Silvermist mornings and rocking chair coffee.
The sound of rain on the screened-in porch.
A quiet, unencumbered view...
horses, warm and dry, in the barn down the hill
and maybe some chickens, pecking
the ground at our feet.
(From Quietly Wild, coming in September)
Silvermist mornings and rocking chair coffee.
The sound of rain on the screened-in porch.
A quiet, unencumbered view...
horses, warm and dry, in the barn down the hill
and maybe some chickens, pecking
the ground at our feet.
(From Quietly Wild, coming in September)
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an urgency that rises
like geese over the tool shed
a knowing lateness
the air grows cold
and I am swept up in the dream
of darkness and rest
and all that must yet be done
before nightfall.
(From my collection “Bread Sex Trees”)
an urgency that rises
like geese over the tool shed
a knowing lateness
the air grows cold
and I am swept up in the dream
of darkness and rest
and all that must yet be done
before nightfall.
(From my collection “Bread Sex Trees”)