Category: WrittenWordWednesday
Posted on 14 February 2019
by sarahkatgibson
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whalesong’s bow displacement weight longing Ron Scully is a professionally retired bookseller.His first two chapbooks,Listening for 13 Blackbirds, and Darlington Braves will be published in the spring 2019. He has given up on being the Yale Younger Poet and Wimbledon, in exchange…
Posted on 6 February 2019
by sarahkatgibson
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The Woman Downstairs has a calendar tacked to her kitchen wall
Next to the table for one, where she sits by the window
Looks out at the sliver of garden she keeps and
Posted on 19 December 2018
by J.S. Graustein
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I walk following shoe print and bird fork as they press along together for a stretch, as if their pressers met and shared some brief common cause— a conversation which trailed off, the human plodding above the edge of rough toss, fowl returning to…
Category: poem, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: beach, climate change, ecolinguistics, folded word, Global warming, human impact, jennie meyer, ocean, poem, Poetry, sand
Posted on 19 December 2018
by J.S. Graustein
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She made a mistake, and died from it, sinking into the spongy, bubbling sand on the Atlantic shore of Colonsay. Careless, injured or impaired, old or tired, she came inshore too far and lost the tide, hemmed in between dune and sandbank and outcropping…
Category: essay, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: atlantic, beached, colonsay, ecolinguistics, essay, fiona jones, folded word, grief, island, light, loss, travel, whale
Posted on 12 December 2018
by J.S. Graustein
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Under an interrupt-this-broadcast gray sky. Headed west toward the quiet edge of Fort Worth the sky gets bigger. Deep in January the land is naked, exposing the razor burn hidden by the green in spring in summer. But winter is honest. And beneath the…
Category: poem, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: ecolinguistics, folded word, karen petree, landscape, litter, plastic, poem, Poetry, road trip, sky, texas, travel, Winter, WrittenWordWednesday
Posted on 6 December 2018
by J.S. Graustein
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In photographs, the Earth is still a circle. It’s a geometry we keep relearning, just at new velocities. We’re always at the open end of the radius. Asymptotes. The way any two numbers have infinite numbers between them, two numbers even further apart have…
Category: short stories, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: bryce emley, ecolinguistics, flash fiction, folded word, perspective, short stories, smoke and glass, still life, time, WrittenWordWednesday
Posted on 28 November 2018
by J.S. Graustein
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A bird stands in heaven. Spring. Cold, still. Taking the day one sky at a time. How deep the beats of wings, how smooth the gusts that raise them. Beauty. Spring cold. The sky one day at a time. Beauty still. We humans belong…
Category: poem, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: advocacy, advocating, birds, destruction, earth, ecolinguistics, folded word, home, megan wildhood, nature, poem, Poetry, sky, WrittenWordWednesday
Posted on 14 November 2018
by J.S. Graustein
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Life can be lonely, winters are harsh red-winged blackbirds sing in the marsh spreading the word all throughout May and on cranberry bogs, “It’s opening day” families bond in sandals and sunhats at kettle ponds, on trails and beach flats pairs of lovers, delicate…
Category: poem, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: Andrée Gendron, autumn, beach, cape cod, dunes, ecolinguistics, Fall, folded word, locals, massachussets, poem, Poetry, rhyming, roses, sonnet, tourists, townies, WrittenWordWednesday
Posted on 7 November 2018
by J.S. Graustein
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I am an insect, carapaced, visor-faced and joyful. Smaller than other travellers, I fight the air’s viscosity and feel its every rip and eddy, its waves of coolness under trees and its warmth over sunlit fields and tarmac. You hear me before you see…
Category: essay, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: ecolinguistics, essay, fiona m jones, flight, folded word, insect, motion, motorcycle, speed, travel
Posted on 31 October 2018
by J.S. Graustein
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If you had eyes, you would stare slowly, very slowly, upwards at the many shades of green and the single blue. Even without eyes, you sense the blue and reach towards it. You expand in the warmth and drink in air and light. These…
Category: essay, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: ancient, ecolinguistics, essay, fiona jones, folded word, life cycle, nature, sycamore, tree, wood, WrittenWordWednesday
Posted on 24 October 2018
by J.S. Graustein
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Galley The oak sails before the wind, going nowhere. Its first autumn leaf picks the lock on its manacles, escapes: One more illusion of freedom. Lauds (2) A penitent crow puffs up and shudders, lifts his wings as the sun rises, letting light…
Category: poem, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: autumn, california, crows, don thompson, ecolinguistics, Fall, folded word, nature, oaks, poem, Poetry, quatrains
Posted on 17 October 2018
by J.S. Graustein
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Sunset invocations for purification rise up from worshippers at the river’s edge like incense through my unbraided Western hair to the streets, where exhaust thick as dust storms fills the undulating lungs of millions. On jammed highways and byways cars and motorcycles beep warnings…
Category: poem, WrittenWordWednesdayTags: ecolinguistics, folded word, Ganges River, India, jennie meyer, Plastic waste, Poetry, Pollution, river, water, WrittenWordWednesday