At Rialto Beach, you make a musical instrument. It plays you, and you are the music. You might have left it as a message for the sea, but the sea will take […]
A Cascadian Symphony
Towards a New Cartography 8: Mapping Time
A map is a grid of power. You could map the whole valley out into that grid, and you’d have a pretty good idea where things were really happening in modern industrial […]
A View of Eternity
The tree of the cosmos, the ranked tiers of angels among stars and planets, plus apples, a cod, a potato, a pickle, Danish flags, a troll, Krampus, birds of paradise, an Icelandic […]
A Christmas Honey Cake Recipe for the Ages
Time to celebrate. A little music. An old family recipe. You’re looking at my own 30 years of perfecting it. Now, to assemble the chorus. Hazelnuts from the basement. Here, a closer […]
Á, Flow and Run: The Ancestral Energies
The river, we saw, flows to the sea. The N’chi’wan’a (Hanford Reach) That’s the Grasslands of Setah Creek smoking up the air. That’s rather disingenuous. A river is a flow. This is […]
Against the Descending Night, A Prayer in the Rushes
I am not angry. I am sad. My elders taught me that these were cat tails. They taught me that poetry was a fairy tale. They taught me that these were swamp […]
Ancestral Water Knowledge
Look at the shapes water freezes in when it freezes over pebbles. The pebbles create an image of themselves on the underside of the ice… which melting follows, and air, which re-freezes […]
The Real Work is to Take Down the Fences
The task is to provide young people with support for their energy and visions, and space for them to open them into physical and social expression. All young people have a need […]
Be Like the Mouse Beneath the Hawk
This is Pahto, mistakenly called Mount Adams. She is one of the wives of the sun. Look at her rising like the sun over the White Swan plain. We’re a long way […]
Some Flowers Are More Beautiful After They Have Bloomed
Like poplar catkins, for instance. Here they are with dandelions…… and with weird freaky roadside grass .. … with poplar leaves and light … … and, heck, might as well throw in […]
