The post here began to spin an interesting tangent by some remarks partially by this guy. (After posing the question below, he asked if anybody was interested in “biting the stream” which I found to be a pretty cool image and slole for the title listed above.)
To summarize: it might be useful, as we ponder whether [...]
March 13, 2008 – 11:56 pm
I took this hike with my youngest today. He and I reconnected with this chunk of land we both deeply love. And as we savored the late Winter/Early Spring environment, I had this realization about the nature of things… That in life there are great, big cycles, like the annual cycle of the [...]
October 28, 2007 – 12:55 am
I love this land.
this land.
The curve in the trail
reminds me of the line
your thigh makes
in the semi-darkness
up from the knee
down, into the hip
and then up-
there is a river
Can’t you hear it?
I love that I know this place
by touch, smell, and sound
I love that it still surprises me
like you.
I am ashamed that I litter
unhelpful thoughts on [...]
October 28, 2007 – 12:34 am
And there is a rhythmin this forest;
a just rightness.
Copper acorns are embedded
in a melting layer,
the last layer,
of snow.
Moss on rocks and tree trunks
is a foretaste of the greenery to come.
The brook whisper-chatters.
A sunbeam intersects
a fallen tree
at a perfect angle.
Me?
There is mud on my pant cuffs and
I accidentally slam my three-ring binder closed too loud.
I create [...]
October 28, 2007 – 12:12 am
I love this land
this landThe curve in the trail
reminds me of the line
the silhoute of your thigh makes
against the wall
in this semi-dark;
up from the knee,
down, into the hip
and then up-
There is a river over there-
Can’t you hear it?
I love
that I know this place
by touch, smell, and sound
I love that it still surprises me
like you.
Hiking this [...]
