Nature in the Now

Floating galaxies in infinite space are emitting light proclaiming presence, the explosions in it fire bullets of stars which are torn into pieces of planets. Earth cools down rotating around…

Daniel Staub Weinberg I am a pen & ink and colored pencil wordartist. I sometimes do collaborations with musician, Chico Feinstein. I have had drawings published online and 2 solo…

The snowy pine branches Curled in marvelous mustaches Mayhem of manly men Villains in reverse Gold rush era Holding the snow with smiling eyes With watches dangling From chains of…

Over and under, it flows beneath jagged glass panes, transparent or opaque, muffled rush of water over rocks downstream.   A porch, in winter, wraps around the house like a…

i know there is something wrong here the days are too warm and the sun feels like the sky has a date with the desert   there are birds here…

Bless the scabs and eyes black as watermelon seeds. Bless the heads bleeding, anointed like green mangoes’ red ripening over their crowns. Bless the sprouts breaking through their own skin…

A milky way of fireflies winked, we lay unafraid in dank grass excited by magic lost in a din of tree frogs locusts, crickets their love songs blanketing darkness. The…

Bijou buds soon to bloom damp blossoms, stinking of pink productive perfume scent. taffy, gravity of static passions made dynamic as the worlds we’ve dreamt.   Beckons she does, with…

Frigid inhalations taper Winter’s sugar frost fades Damp brittle garden limbs Jobless stalks retire Prickly framework of coneflowers, phlox and Russian sage   Light’s shifting angles Sun blades fold in…

Photograph by Stephanie Jackson Stephanie Jackson is a mother of three. She writes for many audiences and enjoys landscape photography in her spare moments. https://semisweetnothings.wixsite.com/writing