Two Poems
by Amy A. Whitcomb
We counted waves by sevens
not knowing which was "one"
Otters by tails, kelp
by fistfuls. We counted
steps toward the lighthouse.
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Unsprawl:
The Agricultural Reserve
Montgomery County, Maryland
By Claudia Kousoulas
Maryland’s Montgomery County Agricultural Reserve comprises 93,000 contiguous acres in the Washington, D.C. metr... Read More...
Six Poems
by Robert Morgan
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Rolling Rocks
What wa... Read More...
A Life of Science:
The Human Story of Transformation
in Coastal Bangladesh
by Saleh Ahmed
A Series by New Scientists
Most people in Bangladesh have experiences with natural hazards. I am not an exception. Since childhood, ... Read More...
A Life of Science:
Identity and Environmental
Politics in Rainfed India
by Carly Nichols
A Series by New Scientists
As a researcher visiting India to study agriculture and food security, I never thought I’d find myself r... Read More...
Letter to America
by Douglas Haynes
Guest Editorial
Dear United States of America,
We’re cutting off the hands that fill our bellies. Hands like Pablo’s*, alre... Read More...
Eight Roosters
by Gina Warren
“Do you live with other people?” the girl asks, clutching the gimpy rooster to her chest. She’s about six years old and is missing one of her ... Read More...
Two Poems
by Edward Harkness
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Spoon
Th... Read More...
Three Poems
by Neil Shepard
Leaving Vermont, Late Fall
Nervous breakdown. Left the hoe-down.
Left the hay bales, kale and Brussel
&n... Read More...
Letter to America
by Dave Rintoul
Guest Editorial
Dear America,
I’ve seen a lot of you lately, although not the parts that are commonly viewed. I took a solo driv... Read More...
Letter to a Young Farmer
by Verlyn Klinkenborg
Most of the farmers I’ve ever known—and all of the farmers I’ve ever known well—were family members: grandparents, uncles, aunts, cousins. In ... Read More...
One Poem
by Richard Wakefield
Spring Flood In early spring the melting snowpack floodsthe lowland farms, leaving higher spotswhere stolid cattle crowd and chew their cudsimp... Read More...
