Category Archives: nature poetry

30 Poems in November #? Ecology

I’ve lost count of the poems, but here’s another. Continue reading

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Noises

How can we live with this? Continue reading

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St. Francis and the Sow by Galway Kinnell

The bud stands for all things, even for those things that don’t flower, for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing; though sometimes it is necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness, to put a hand on its brow of the … Continue reading

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Winter Windows by Bee Boykin

This is why people have windows… Continue reading

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Waiting in the Rain

I am standing in the rain, Just standing here, looking into the grey air, Getting wet. . The country is raining down all that is worst in our nature As if these things had always been with us, In threatening … Continue reading

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Wife

White birch is curling on one of the south windowsills.
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Spring Tanka

Spring Tanka The first seeds planted Settle in a cold wet ground A bit too early in spring.    The seeds and the gardener    Place bets against another frost. …. The first seeds planted Settle in a cold wet … Continue reading

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Lessons 2

Basho A burning sun slowly going down to drown – Mogami River   Me One feather of sunlight settles on the icy lake gently gently   .

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Lessons from a master 1

Basho Spring passes and the birds cry out – tears in the eyes of fishes   Me Where summer walked oaks stand naked over crusted rivulets  

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Clench the Fence

I lied. I said she said okay, But I hadn’t even asked. . Lying to Grandma, that’s how much I wanted to, I’d even lie to Grandma. . The project courtyard had fenced in grass, no larger than a tiny … Continue reading

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