Tag: nature

mending a friendship

for Charlie routing earth for ants, our quarry a queen, it was as if the air turned to petals and buzzings of bees, each of us sweet and industrious in the bright breaks between rain earlier, we'd paused for the low darts of the swallows … Continue reading mending a friendship

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I go out

I go out, and come back - to the low voices of everyday concrete saying stay, voices that are each time fainter I go out, and come back - in sun, in mist, in rain - and each time the tether is less, and closer … Continue reading I go out

the creek

I lived once alongside the creek with its green tumblings and blue pools, where younger hands than these knew the language of the ridges in the bark of the oak that created a bridge of itself - a path to the tall grasses fanning the … Continue reading the creek