Find a friend (doing this alone is no fun)… …raise your head … …find just the right moment, wait for it, wait for it… … ignore impatient looks… … then lower your […]
It’s March When You Are Here With Me, Buddy: a Song for Blackbird and Marsh
Beautiful Starlings
Isn’t it a bitter irony that these beautiful birds, starlings, an invasive species here, are called pests and are electrocuted for it by the hundreds of thousands … … by that other […]
At the Edge of Colour There is More Than Light
The camera deceives. It captures light and gives the illusion of having captured sight. The difference is illuminating. Have a look at this stag horn sumac. Not only is it a pattern […]
Writing and Reading as Natural Pattern: No More Classrooms, Please
You know, it’s beautiful. Patterns. A gravel pit, even. Now, if you walk to the side and look back, what do you see? Other patterns. Rhythms. And a relationship between round […]
The Power of Disruption
Here’s the best way to preserve nature. Fence off your vineyard, so the deer have to go around, then dig out a slope far too steep, line it with rocks, and seed […]
Breathing Through a Straw
Even the spirits do it! Rattlesnake Seep, Priest Valley Sly.
Garden’s Up On January 5
Well, gardens, you know. What to do with an unseasonably warm winter? Play, perhaps. Here’s some orach, spinach and cress I planted around November 20, after adding some gravelly soil and some […]
The Role of Poetry in Industrial Development
I showed you some beautiful patterns that poetry was able to read from natural processes. Here are some further patterns, that extend them into useful manipulations. Notice that these, too, are not […]
The Weave of the Earth (Poetry in the Modern World Part 2)
Let me demonstrate why playing with pattern is a vital strategy. Here is what looks like a hill. Note it is made out of rocks. They have done a good job of […]
The Role of Poets Today
It is the time of the year when the sun is low on the horizon and must come through a lot of air to get here at 50 degrees North. At the […]
