Even in the barren retreat of winter, the forest reveals treasures just waiting to be found. You may also like: Belay Bryophytes Sprites Continue reading
Tag Archives: poetry
Treebeard
Three brothers hold council, pulling at their chins, contemplating ethics and other important matters. Like squirrels. Continue reading
Adorn
the last of their kind remain: Quercus alba and Junco hyemalis, colorful ornaments to celebrate the season Continue reading
Hibernate
fragile light seeps through branches, illuminating webs and dust and longing. leaves remind us of the firey season which fled so fast. Continue reading
Somersault
– head over heels – Which is water? Which is sky? You may also like: Mirror St. Patrick would be proud Turning somersaults Continue reading
Carpet
Great spring gusts carpet the ground like the most luscious royal pathway Continue reading
Is music older than words?
I am fortunate to work at a school with such an incredible arts program. Whether students spend one year here or fourteen, they have many chances to share their creative selves with teachers and each other daily. From performances at Grandparents and Special Friends Day, to Revels and Spring Festival, our students consistently blow us … Continue reading
Belay
Slowly, it takes hold- fingers outstretched, finding its place, its embrace of leaf and limb. You may also like: Unfold Nurse Log Bryophyte Cyclical Continue reading
Unfold
Tendril by Tendril arise to your new life. Shake out your wrinkled leaves. Embrace and welcome sunshine! You may also like: Fiddlehead The Unknown is the Best Part Fox in throat, hand in sleeve Dogwood Mornings Continue reading
Fox in throat, hand in sleeve
The skin of the planet is fragile. Watch. Listen. You can only listen. By listening, you may see a sparrow warming itself in steam on the corner of your gutter. By listening, you may see the first crocus shimmy up from the frozen Earth. A sentry, the first scout. You may hear the fall of … Continue reading
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