Nature in the Now

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

He spread the seeds across the soil with care, the way the rain sets moisture down just where it needs to be. He worked in quietness and solitude. He sent…

‘According to Norse mythology, the first humans, Ask and Embla, were formed out of two pieces of driftwood, an ash and an elm, by the God Odin and his brothers,…

Anhingas and ravens crow for the emus, which parrot the moas and the kiwis of the Albatross Isles en paradisum’s view, where the petrels join the kites lofting freely  …

Photographs by Cynthia Connolly   I am Cynthia Connolly, a hobbyist photographer who recently discovered a love of birds and wildlife refuges. Luckily I live 10 minutes away from Nisqually…

There are lines we cross borders we step past where flesh and bone meet cranberries and club moss outside the truth I like to call our lower forty-eight. We paddle…