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Our Haunting

“that subtle serpent slithered
like a dark—vaporous spirit
rising from aches of stony deeps
to flood our peaceful home…”

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Ragged Maps

“…I’m compelled to ask one solitary—stark question
deep within the hallowed sanctums of my spiritual
confessional—    What would Jesus do?…”

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Mapmakers

“Beginning in my timid youth
I crafted meticulous maps
with squiggly lines and words…”

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Some Dreams Evolve

“while appearing to subsist in normality
encircled by lights of love and security—
not every shape of life we encounter
floats on calm mirrors of untainted waters…”

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Innocence Lost

“And Jesus said: Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God…”

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Seeps

“grateful seeps of clear fickle water
Ancestral Puebloans drew upon…”

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Our Forest Home

“raindrops feel different in spring / drizzling anxious bark / melting our xylem frosts / pumping hushed hope…”

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Billions and Billions

"how many of your beloved stars do you know—
who stare through the cold molasses of night..."

WEBB NGC-604 photo courtesy of NASA and STScI

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The Nth River

“the final flows of our weary sky-blue rivers
turbid from stretches of exasperated erosion
stirred up in colors of boundless branches
will gracefully empty into an endless ocean”

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