Encountering wilderness
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Myth Time Rocks to soft moss after a day of rain. Sitting by the fire for hours. Walking into the meadow flat for more wood under dry spruce groves whe…
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Maybe there will be a placethere may be a place, there could be a place:A high ridgeLittered with white rocksAbove a flat valleyfree of snow.Green thin…
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Four Deer
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This morning, as I sat at the birch table, I heard a stick break outside the window. I stood up and looked out onto the courtyard. Ambling across the b…
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Do we have what we need? I sometimes wonder what I really need. Food, water, shelter, clothing, right? And yet, and yet as time has gone on it seems I …
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Over the last few weeks, precluded from leaving the house much, I have been watching out the back window at the birds that have come to drink from a ba…
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Growing up, I was taught one of two reactions when things go wrong: either be filled with dread about the outcome, or get angry. As time has gone on, I…
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April 30, 2020
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Music For You To Listen To While You Read Walking across valleysthen down to rivers.So much space to choose fromyet a tiny trail threads through the mi…
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Ten days of spring cold kept me indoors;I didn’t know willows were budding in the village.In the frozen valley, a stream gurgles faintly;sheets of gree…
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Walking in the dry forestsingle note of a grey bird.Peel up some barkuse it for a seatlay down later same place to sleep. Light rain in morning.Wake un…
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