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Tangible Stars
1–2 minutesIn some ways the trees are as unknowable as the stars. Here they are, tangible secrets, immense suns and mountains that are somehow alive before us. Let us feel their comfort and their power, and call them small deities, for here the stars have fallen at our feet, and look how mindlessly we stomp over them.
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The Hazelnut Tree
1–2 minutesThe hazelnut tree, the old Corylus cornuta, is yellow rain beyond my window. The warm glow of dripping candles, the fringed hair of some ever living willow. It is the aftermist of an ocean wave, and riverbank leaves decaying in water. As I look at the hazelnut I forget about winter, because with those delicate catkins come the
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The First Falling of Snow
1–2 minutesLow winter light buried by snow, all sounds threaded in gracile knots, while the trees drip, while we tingle with silence, we breath again, as though we have come up for air in a world that was once underwater.
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The Death of the Coyote’s Song
1–2 minutesI remember the night we heard the coyotes. It was summer, or almost summer, and I was still a teenager. Although long past sunset, the sky wasn’t yet at its darkest, and the air through my open window smelled like dusk. As I tried to sleep I listened to the outside. Car brakes. Fountain. Creek water
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