How you chase the daylightas it departs at the end of the yearshooting out among the rocksto leave your markbefore the moon pulls you,gathering deep pilesin great sandy knotsworthy of our efforts to untie Foodie beach delight,noodle-heaped upon a plate This poem is the second in my series of ekphrastic writing on cyanotypes by AnnaContinue reading “Himanthalia lorea (elongata) – Sea thong / Sea spaghetti”
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Laminaria digitata – Oarweed
Great hand, whose fingersraked through the seano longer holding fastbut now your ghost displayedas it reached for the suna dream of the meadowswhere your brothers and sistersswayed with applausedelight of urchins,a tidal clapbreaking free to rush alongsideswarthy boats,palm to palm with the oars I’m not sure how much of a deal I’ve made about itContinue reading “Laminaria digitata – Oarweed”
Sky Jewelry
In the wee hoursthe stars blanketed the skythe Milky Way stretchedand constellation rhinestonespunctuated the darkness The stars in Colorado were incredible. We were lucky with the moon (I’m guessing it was either pretty new or rising very, VERY late, or maybe both). The photo I’m using for this post wasn’t made there – this wasContinue reading “Sky Jewelry”
Wild Parrots
a flock of parrotsconcealed in the old quarryon their own missiona flight on green summer wingsurban tropical surprise While we were visiting the mission, this poem happened! This is the second time we have seen wild parrots somewhere we would never have expected it (the first was around a large rain puddle in a parkingContinue reading “Wild Parrots”
Affogato
Somewhere the hens who laid the eggs whose yolks became custard at our stove are clucking around in free range happiness, considering their next morsel. Farther away, the wind is blowing through the coffee plants, a thunderstorm approaching over the mountains to shake and rattle every bean on the plantation when it rolls through. TheContinue reading “Affogato”
Mountain Haiku
a chipmunk’s businessinvolves a lot of running,sniffing, and nib’ling sun on the meadowgophers trundle underneatha hillside network stillness brings naturecurious, obliviousquiet calming fear Thank you, readers!
Close Encounter
an apparitionin the space between two treesa silent beauty One of the benefits of spending time messing around quietly with a camera is that wildlife isn’t too scared of you! Thanks for reading
Rumble | Haiku
I went for a walkthunder wanted to come toohe held back the rain Sometimes the rain is all bark and no bite – thankfully, when you’re a long way from camp and shelter but you also are carrying a bunch of cameras. Thanks for reading!
Mountain Time
In the mountains everything is too muchreading: too muchthinking: definitely over-muchwriting: maybe a little because grasshoppers are buzzingtheir tightly patterned bodiesthrough the meadowwhere butterflies are dancingto the beat a woodpecker drumsdown the hill in the pine and aspen forestwho sighs to let us know that the windis coming also because clouds are makingshadow pictures onContinue reading “Mountain Time”
Towards Divide
cloud on the mountainwe swim through the fog like milkspilled from God’s garden The road out of Colorado Springs towards Divide, Colorado is a beautiful one that (fortunately) we had seen before. On the day we drove in for the first time this trip, a cloud was sitting on it in spectacular fashion, to whereContinue reading “Towards Divide”
The Poetry Patio 