Buttered

Bread by hand is baked in oven, tapped out gently, further cooling, placed in storage, bagged and ready, then is toasted days and after, to a crisp and even browning; Edges blackened, flash of silver knife is peeling curls of butter loose from glass jar, lying gently...

Zing

Crystalline silhouettes contract and pucker, kissed now by sun like a lover rounding shards of earth where thundering hooves of waves seek ecstatic ground, flicking fingers of saltwater sucking themselves dry in flat palms of lava braced against shoreline above which...

Elemental

Wind and sea, earth and fire; sun scorches water, shriveling it to savory powder as it dries upon rocks bridging tidepools; Salt in the ocean floats bodies at its pleasure, pulls sand out to sea for months at a time and spits it back where and when it wants; Wind...

Shhh …

We can only hold what we can bear. Silence brooks wisdom, and if one attends to the whooshing din of atoms, secrets of the universe unfurl themselves, invisible flags scaling stanchions of awareness, defining human drama and its opposite, quietude, in the...

In Two

  I: The Birds I wanted to know where birds go in a storm, how nature battens her dear ones down in times of necessary turmoil when she can longer suppress the urge to discharge and flush herself clean of burdens borne daily, clearing tangles of detritus from her...