Volcano
Some days, I feel it would be indecent to speak its name Today I cannot look at it Driving to the courthouse this cold winter morning,...
The Province of Bear
The Belly River unspools sinuous and lithe through the glacier valleys of northern Montana; so named, I learned, for its likeness to the...
Privilege
Seeking to be free, I invite you into the room All around is my inheritance, amassed over millennia It is the spoils of war, all that...
Why those snakes?
Two days ago, after being privileged with the opportunity of speaking to group of students about my relationship with animals, and...
No Name Creek
I cannot say how many times I came, how many gifts I laid upon the rocks, the cobbled banks Always with the same request - No Name Creek,...
Indelibly
A week into March - red tails courting, their talon bound freefall in view of snow melting, filling creeks on Cobb, and songbirds setting...
Quiet Company
How lovely, the eyes of a lizard, so keen and honest Like those of this common fence lizard, the one who has just now tilted his head at...
WHEN I WAKE
When I wake to see you stoking the coals in your underthings, feeding a log to the fire with your stout and lovely hands, which make so...
Two Snakes
In dream, in the desert day, my child self comes bearing a hatchling snake, its pattern half mottled and half striped I take his hands in...
The Weasel
Before she left, holding her thermos of hot coffee, into the predawn, I said, May you see a long-tailed weasel. That slender, lithe,...