Every man’s fantasy, yes? I can most certainly see how it appeals, at first glance. There she is, a perfectly shaped little treat, not struggling, with a wry look in her eyes as she gazes with knowing power over the man who sits beside her. Submissives have all the power in Dominant/submissive relationships, after all,Continue reading “Beauty and the beast”
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From “A Psalm for the Wild Built” by Becky Chambers
It is difficult for anyone born and raised in human infrastructure to truly internalize the fact that your view of the world is backward. Even if you fully know that you live in a natural world that existed before you and will continue long after, even if you know that the wilderness is the defaultContinue reading “From “A Psalm for the Wild Built” by Becky Chambers”
When did you last sleep upon the ground?
Or even sit on her, skin to skin with the planet? When did you last touch a tree, bare-handed, to marvel at the roughness? When did you last say hello to a bird? And mean it? In my readings I find fiction to be a welcome respite. I “save” books about nature for later becauseContinue reading “When did you last sleep upon the ground?”
When the Morning is Mine Alone
And alone is a blessing When sleep drops from my eyes and visions upon waking seem more real than the floor I walk on When the blanket is warm and pulls me stronger than the sun As she sneaks at my windowsill from miles away I see stars holding to the black skies Clouds areContinue reading “When the Morning is Mine Alone”
From “No Rules” by Sharon Dukett
“I stood and began walking through the mammoth trees, keeping the river in sight. There was a hush in the forest as I entered it. The trees seemed to absorb all sound. It reminded me of reverence, like when you enter a church and voices grow dim and respectful. Except church was the exact oppositeContinue reading “From “No Rules” by Sharon Dukett”
“Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky”
“We fell them down and turn them into paper,That we may record our emptiness.” – Kahlil Gibran
From “Woman and Nature – The Roaring Inside Her” by Susan Griffin
“He says that woman speaks with nature. That she hears voices form under the earth. That wind blows in her ears and trees whisper to her. That the dead sing through her mouth and the cries of infants are clear to her. But for him this dialogue is over. He says he is not partContinue reading “From “Woman and Nature – The Roaring Inside Her” by Susan Griffin”
From John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir
“I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out ‘till sundown, For going out, I found, was really going in.” – John Muir
From Song of Myself, 31 and 48 by Walt Whitman
“I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars” “Stand cool and composed before a million universes.”
From “The Overstory” by Richard Powers
“Talk runs far afield tonight. The bends in the alders speak of long-ago disasters. Spikes of pale chinquapin flowers shake down their pollen; soon they will turn into spiny fruits. Poplars repeat the wind’s gossip. Persimmons and walnuts set out their bribes and rowans their blood-red clusters. Ancient oaks wave prophecies of future weather. TheContinue reading “From “The Overstory” by Richard Powers”
A Burd in Flight 