Fall WeatherLaughing uproariously, it is a trickster. It wraps itself around us and tarries, not to do us harm but to bless us. To take to the woods,...
GratefulLike mist our sense of thanks can drift away. We lose perspective. We forget we are blessed. We allow ourselves to be trampled by the...
Loon LaughterWarbling up great canyons, drifting over silent spaces of time. When the moon fills, when the night is soft, loon laughter transforms...
Waters at PlaySoftly Water teases the shore. Midnight embraced. The fawn’s gentle passage Across the divide between Sea and space. Gently it massages...
UnendingThe old chasm finds us, The old circle of rising And greeting Is lost to the winds. Memories virtue remains But its edges grow dim. So...
First LightIn the pale first reflection, daylight approaches. it comes to us quietly, slow and soft. It wakes us from shadow, it prods us with rude...
Live Within the AmbiguityWe search the margins of the world for a returning voice. We ply, in the deepest parts of the night, for starships to carry us, born upon...
The Canoe PaddleWho knows where I have travelled, who can tell where I have been? I’ve seen the lodges watching west, I’ve been to continents then...
Gracious BeginningsWe are a band of brothers, a fleet of sisters and mothers, fellow-travellers into the dense thicket of lakes and streams, portages...
Swamp Merry-GoldsMarigolds first appear in the ditches, far before the summer crowd. They are the first to signal the birth of spring. They lie in low...