Five Poems
by William Woolfitt
Ars Poetica Written with Berry Juice and Rust
From soup beans, scour pads, blackberries,
morels, margarine tubs, woodsheds,
s... Read More...
One Poem
by Daniel Corrie
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Longleaf, L... Read More...
One Poem
by Robert Lietz
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Spring Woods
&... Read More...
The Spiral Windings
by Julian Hoffman
Unless our course is altered, it is we who will unwind the miraculous spiral of the sea.
The shell was unlike any I’d ever seen, set ... Read More...
Letter to America
by Sarah Inskeep
Guest Editorial: The Youth Climate Suit
Dear America,
In 2015, a lawsuit was filed by 21 plaintiffs against our government. A... Read More...
Preparations for Thinking Slow
by David Carlin
There is a Finnish expression I learnt in Lapland, rannaton aika, which translates as “shoreless time”. When you can see the horizon but there... Read More...
Outside of Time | Forest Landscapes
By David Paul Bayles
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Introduction by David Paul Bayles
In the mid 1970s, I abruptly left the safe, stucco suburbs of Los Angeles to wor... Read More...
Old Roads, New Stories:
Traveling Through Time
by Rob Carney
A Literary Series Driving West-Northwest on the Interstate
There’s a road sign along I-70 near the Utah/Colorado border that says, “Travel... Read More...
One Poem
by David Axelrod
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Memory-Hoard
I.
Contrails... Read More...
Dams, Heroic and Doomed:
Paintings by Judith Belzer
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Introduction by Judith Belzer
It’s no accident that sometime around the 2016 elections I began to think about dams... Read More...
Two Poems
by James Grabill
With Heat Going Up
Nothing that goes on around here
was bound to. Morning, evening,
standing up and walking, it all
depends on for... Read More...
Four Poems
by Brendan Galvin
Harrier Weather
Would it head for contrail height
or hump and close and streak
crosswise down the atmosphere?
This morning you th... Read More...
