There is so little time In a life for Love I am not distracted And forgetful I see Things are not rushing By me unnoticed I hear I am running and dancing As much as I can […]
Earth
Owls and Flowers in the Forest Out of Time
My dream begins in a forest at the edge of a stream. Massive trees stand above me. Their crowns reach for the light. The shade underneath them is cool and quiet and covered in deep moss. Roots larger than my […]
The Serpent’s Path
The Flowers are coming towards me carrying their trays of small pots and tiny bottles that shine like jewels. I have been waiting for this moment for my entire life, and time seems to slow as they walk across the […]
Silent Warriors and Muddy Wheels
Part I: A Meeting at The Edge of War On a land strewn with the recently dead, I met her. On a high hill looking out over the blood and destruction, I met her. Everywhere was grey and black with […]
Frozen River Song
Night between the trees Caressed by moonlight Stars speak to me of Where I am Not yet morning light My antlered guide Is Waiting here At the edge We are flying over ice The echoes cracking A new river Being […]
The Place of the Legless
I am the descendant of many lines of ancestors who helped to form opposing sides of some of the most storied armed conflicts in their history. Both sides of the genocide carried out against the tribal peoples of this continent […]
A Study in Ancestors and Rust
The giant stands across the dark river with one foot on each side. Glints of silver can be seen in the waters that rush past between his feet. The darkness between them is the darkness of the night without […]
The Nice Day
This piece was originally published in A Beautiful Resistance, Issue 4. I am republishing it here in memory of the rain I hope will soon visit us here in California. I find myself at the top of a barren hill. […]
Silence from the edges to the center
I maintain a small circle of small stones in my back yard garden. When I moved in I was sure I would soon be bringing in a collection of huge boulders to raise up and do my rituals and meditations […]
Agranona’s Ancient One: Rebuilding Therasia
I look down at my body as my sisters’ children carry it into the shade. It seemed so strong, and I was always proud of it until this moment. Now it is a thing of curiosity to see and I […]
