Canto
by David Sparenberg We progressed until we reached the latest rung in the Inferno. There before us were two seething pits of new made hell, carved like gouged eye sockets in the fearsome, rude...
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Lead Us Not Into Extinction
Prayer Of the Animals by David Sparenberg Our kin, who now possess the land where once we roamed, plentiful and free, lead us not into extinction, but deliver us from the devouring dis-ease of human...
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Simplicity
by David Sparenberg Photo by Amy Lenzo Since Bach first made a fugue the simplest melody of a flute on a hill has been looked on as poverty. But a hill is not poverty. Day, daylight, the sun, seasons...
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Finding Galleon’s Lap
by John Wickham As a child I was perplexed why mountain climbers would return empty-handed. They always ascended as if hunting for something lost or left behind. Then venturing up with my parents to...
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Tree Marriage
Submitted by Linda Buzzell-Salzman Tree Marriage by William Meredith In Chota Nagpur and Bengal the betrothed are tied with threads to mango trees, they marry the trees as well as one another, and the...
View ArticleGestalt of the Dialogue
by David Sparenberg, author of Life in the Age of Extinctions We cannot talk about greening without talking about peace We cannot talk about peace without talking about justice We cannot talk about...
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Red Path Spiritman & This Is
Two pieces from David Sparenberg, author of Life in the Age of Extinctions (free download), starting with Red Path Spiritman: A man stands on open ground. His arms stretched wide, his chest lifted,...
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Untitled Poem
By Larry Robinson Sent in by Robert Greenway Here’s a poem that a former student and now colleague sent in the other day. F’or me, it reveals the way a poem — in part by its very ambiguity, in part by...
View ArticleAn Ode to Nature
by Madison Woods This poem was previously published in Madison’s blog. Madison Woods writes, creates, and communes with nature from the Ozark Mountains of northwest Arkansas. She and her husband...
View ArticleI AM STANDING IN THIS PLACE
by David Sparenberg, author of Life in the Age of Extinctions i am standing now i am standing in this place: i am standing at ocean shore i am talking with water with sand and water (in mist of betwixt...
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The Arrowhead
by Pat Holland Sometimes my winter walks across the farm were more like winter scrambles than rambles. Whenever the earth froze and hid under a thin layer of snow, footing was chancy. Even a clump of...
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Going Coastal
a poem by Ceó Ruairc When days turn brilliant and cool and the forest breathes with footprints seldom seen when these dark trails are mostly mine I will rest immersed in piles of Maple leaves sleep in...
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