The Lives of the Heart by Jane Hirshfield Are ligneous, muscular, chemical. Wear birch-colored feathers, green tunnels of horse-tail reed. ...

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"It was just dreadful.  But it was precious, I tell you.  It was my art." -Barry Hannah Dear ones, Do you remember wh...

Spring Hi friends!  It is spring, yes?  A splendid snowy crust lays over the ground.  It is freezing in Eastern Colorado and else...

Good morning little birds!  It is one of Homer's classic rosy-fingered dawns over here today (except, do not say rosy-fingered anyth...

  Half Eagle Pose   Full Eagle Shirt  2 Kids in a National Park When I was little, my brother and I loved Will Smith's ...

The Language of Sky Ally Acker I've moved on.  I hope you can too. And just like that, I am lost. It is possible we will not meet agai...