Losing a House, Losing a World
Our life has been a little disrupted this past ten days because climate change has become more personal than ever. Our son Eric, who has lived in the New York area for some 25 years, lost his house near Danbury, Connecticut, to a large oak tree that split it in half during a violent tornadic [...]
Dirt and Life
Thanks to recommendations from two friends, I have been enjoying the writings of Barry Lopez and William Bryant Logan. North Carolina poet Kay Byer, after hearing about the ecological framework of Red Clay, Blood River, suggested I read Lopez’s collection, Vintage Lopez. I then went on to his About This Life, a collection of essays. [...]
Desert Beauty
Where water hides divorced from shimmering air, and plants stand sentinel within unbounded space,… [the remainder is deleted, because the poem is under submission.]
Cosmic Wonder and Parochial Idols
On our recent trip to Florida we spent a day and a half at the Kennedy Space Center and Merritt Island Wildlife Refuge. Some might think it ironic that this awesome testimony to human ingenuity and aspiration would shelter and safeguard an abundance of the natural, from alligators to snowy egrets. One aims for the [...]
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