Category: Ecosystemic
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Right Words Right Time
Can words voiced aloud arrive as birds do, Swoop to perfect perch on breeze-tossed branch As exact poise enfolds motion until launch again Greets air ever-changing to touch, with grace; Can mots juste walk in? Show up on a screen?
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Meniscus, meet Wavelengths
Iridescence, the wavelength-thin sheen of oil kind, it looked like, but was this wavelength-thin water atop a feather atop surface tension at the edge of a vernal pool? I think so. I leaned over to lend shade and see what a camera could record. A hint of the magnificence.
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Just Morning
Can morning just be morning then, even in spring Unmolested by clock time and zones, scheduled in Disruptions, alarms, jump starts? Of course it can, Of course it is outside cities and their tributaries While rain’s rhythms like yawns live time that sings
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What?
A toe dipped in chaos, are you crazy? Well, I may be, but if you think you’re not Soaking in it, in illimitable potential That floats all boats and also swimmers You, my friend, are misusing imagination
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Salt Water
In not so many words may the bone-deep Hurt be met with welcome togetherness To let that place know that it can be heard In a ready midst that says you too can burst Into the grace of rain that blesses this earth
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Making Room
From seed to fullest growth, flowering trees add bark alongside wood each time they thaw … and a full sized tree won’t fit inside the bark made in the first years. It’s a process, one that birch threes show so well. Sometimes, decades of process show side-by-side: In one sunny autumn afternoon, in one small…
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Culmination
This is what the blossoms were about all along.
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Living Lenses
A leaf snagged in a waterfall, in full sun, covered by the flow but unmoving. Should be possible to photograph, right? Not so fast. Knowing it is underwater, I look through the water, focus on the leaf, and see it in detail. Not so easy for a pocket camera.
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Well, there’s washing up
Shoes off in shade by the water after a dozen hours on my feet, yes please. Hey, geese, have you left even one square metre without a dropping? The answer was less yes than it looked at first …