Exhaust Down the country road I witnessed a lengthy cordial visit. An older man was gabbing colorfully with the farmer’s...
The question may be raised why we chose precisely the past of a city to compare with the past of...
Around Troupsburg The night unwinds its skein of silver-blue wool around the moon and trains its face to glow upon...
Rite of Passage In Bali, it’s the filing of the canines to limit boys’ wild adolescence. Among Cameroon’s Baka Pygmies...
Walking In The Dark Specialist appointments don’t wait for chickens to wake, so I walk to the coop before dawn...
The furze has taken over, according to my mother, and soon will smother the trees in their infancy. This rocky...
Ciboloto Miss Yang gone to the Western Hemisphere never been back since seeds on her desk have sprouted and grown...
The Kinship of Tools When we bought the farm, the old man shook my hand, his grip still strong from...
Staying Warm The plastic bubble bag that shipped vitamins four weeks after purchase did not keep the rain off my...
Of Quicksilver (after Robert Frost) One year, at the caravan park where my grandparents and I spent part of each...
This is an old feeling, standing by this evening’s field, these dark rags hanging, strung on wire, beaks silent and...
Tell It to Trees Rivers cannot hear trees as they (the rivers) flow through a forest of never-minds with untied...