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 […]
Against the Descending Night, A Prayer in the Rushes
Persian Music for the Coldest Night
Last night, the frost stayed away on this spring-two-weeks-too soon. The apricots are waiting for bees that are too cold to fly. Thanks, everyone, for your prayers. Tonight, though, is April 1, and […]
Frost is Coming Tonight
In this early spring, please say a prayer for all the apricot trees alone in the cold tonight. Thank you.
When Horses Walk the Earth (A Winter Prayer)
Let us praise giant rye grass…. … that grows as tall as a horse … … and let us praise its dark seed … … and the fog that blows […]
Spirit of the Land
I had a moving experience in Iceland today. I can’t wait to work through this form of practice back home in the Okanagan. It strikes me that here, at last, is a […]
Okanagan Okanogan 