High above the Fraser River at Yale… … the mountain’s bones break apart. From here… …they tumble down to the river, broken apart, I presume, all the way down. Within them, […]
Beams of light, we say, meaning lines. Dusk on the Big Bar Esker Beams of light, we say… …meaning trees. A beam is a Baum, the Germans say, a bough, they say […]
Salt Lakes, that live from snow and evaporate in the sun, are terrible for cattle but great for humans, being sacred and all. Long Lake, Canoe Creek Illahie They are a fine […]
What you see sees you. This makes no sense if seeing is identified as an personal act, but if sight is present, like light, then both the seer and the seen are […]
There are at least a couple different conceptions of the role of women in landscape in these parts. In English, a language that observes this place, she is the “onion” that lowers […]
So, you start out with a pretty nice place, with some folks coming by in the summer for some fishing. Big Bar Lake And then the riff riff moves in. Three years, […]
ShhhhhhhhhhhhhhOOOOOOrrrrrrre. Shore: the opening of breath, the continuation of an open throat, and the ongoing stream of it, the rrrrr. It is the sound of the Universe striking you. Can you see […]
Or maybe your eye? Why not take a few moments to praise your ancestors today?
Ah. A doe. Blessed be.
Since the glaciers left 10,000 years ago, this esker has been a bare, human, deer, coyote and bear trail between wetlands and brush. Best to call the whole lot of us river […]