May 1, 2015
Sight Lines
I’m walking in sight of the Río Nambe— salt cedar rises through silt in an irrigation ditch— the snowpack in the Sangre de Cristos has already dwindled before spring— at […]
May 1, 2015
Scarlet Tanager, 1893
[Antonín Leopold Dvořák] incorporated the song of the scarlet tanager, a bird not found in the Old World, into his American Quartet in F. — Diana Wells, 100 Birds and […]
May 1, 2015
Micrographia, or, Some Physiological Observations of Minute Bodies Made by Magnifying Glasses with Observations and Inquiries Thereupon
Without Robert Hooke, curious Charles II might glimpse a flea hop on a dog’s back to suck a drop, or the paw scratch his own hide off to find the […]
May 1, 2015
Seeds, or the Collapsed Bodies
Seeds, or the collapsed bodies of rotting fruit, unearthed bulb or root? Did you forage or sleep in the mornings—oh Dodo, what did you eat, were your days not so […]
May 1, 2015
Little Bigelow
Room around it down the slabs tumbled “tubs” cracked blasts the bossed stones replicating sharper stones I would not ask for ramping wild off stalled things they could be who […]
May 1, 2015
Mappa Mundi
Starlings burn their circuits in three or four distinct departures from the trunk that was straight driven up against what was conjunct— spars, semaphores where the feet were once implanted […]
May 1, 2015
Dream of Hands
Skies over fields, hatch-marks of rain. Rich smoke lifting from Plain hay-like things. When night fell again the eerie flute-call Of the elk felt like an arc of coins across […]
May 1, 2015
Processional
If there is a world, let me be in it. Let fires arise and pass. The sky fill with evening air then sink across the woodlots and porches, the streams […]
May 1, 2015
The Great Chain of Being
The rain cowing ferns the feral twittering of stars What extremity roosts In the small hard hut of a snail? Furiously, creation exudes its particulars We put them in order […]
May 1, 2015
darkling copse
child-snow’s hive-like glyph sextons mission, egg, tongue a replica, this filament casts no shadow wool sheared from some hybrid gambling reckoned in ampler thorn-mesh egg-probe-mission tongue, an enclave bets against […]
May 1, 2015
wild turkeys on sunday
arrested, field-in-hythe a queue forms, vision is licensed against its greater mesh precision is not, as some claim, a virtue oxygens axis mundi evolves a cartographer’s salt (breathe it gently) […]
May 1, 2015
Manhattan Saturday
On West 44th grass sprouting in a sidewalk crack looks feisty As a cut dreamed up in an East Village salon How, grass do you do? Here, in the wild […]