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Archive for the 'Mormon nature literature' Category

Desert Names by Mark Penny

Friday, August 1st, 2014

I don’t know the names— No very names. Oh, chapparal. Oh, sage. Vague names. Oh, cactus, tumbleweed. Oh, scorpion. Oh, coiled up shaker of a shaman’s bones. Oh, crook-limbed walker on the knuckled sands. Oh, day-lived blossom, thirsting in its death. Oh, winged portent of the flight of breath. Half-names, Bright shadows In a sun […]

Tonight by Bob Gill

Thursday, July 31st, 2014

The universe is Cold tonight A winter of stars Illuminate the world Its heaven Full of danger And mystery Just tonight An asteroid Three football Fields in length Slipped by Missed us By 1,500,000 miles Small margin Experts say Enough for us For now, maybe Before one hits We live and die Hearing the stories […]

Just by Bob Gill

Tuesday, July 29th, 2014

Just a moment Sipped Full of happiness Just an instant You may have missed Compared to drought The water Of life pours over you In a torrent Underground For centuries It seems And may have been To bubble forth And thunder True ________________________ Bob Gill resides in Berkeley, California. Photo of the Strokkur Geyser in […]

Orange Cup Coral by A.J. Huffman

Thursday, July 24th, 2014

Phallic shafts shock nocturnal waters, wave fingers like fireworks, flags of welcome, of final embrace to small fish daring to flutter about these make-shift flowers. They are their own entertainment, brilliantly blowing, blooming in belligerent pantomime of lighted breath. This crown ring of kings rejoice in banishment, openly celebrating their midnight world. _________________________________________ Photo by […]

The Road to Thunder Road by A.J. Huffman

Wednesday, July 23rd, 2014

is a delayed growl standing several steps behind the starring flash. Backup- singing, supportive round of applause. Darker partner waiting in invisible wings. Eruptive echo marks the distance to point of contact, countdown after-strike. _______________________________________________ Photo by the U.S. National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration via Wikimedia Commons, 2005. Follow the links for Huffman’s bio and […]

Hibiscus Blooming in Rain by A.J. Huffman

Tuesday, July 22nd, 2014

The garden sogs under persistent downpour. Green grows with a sickly gray clinging like shadows, cloud contamination. In a quiet corner, lone hibiscus stretches petals toward sky, embraces drops battering against brilliance. Resilient as the solar power color emulates, it remains open, a burst of warming reassurance that the sky cannot fall forever. _________________________________________________________ Photo […]

Autumn Moon by A.J. Huffman

Monday, July 21st, 2014

after “Age of Abundance,” by Osnat Tzadok Flares of imaginary fire burn across forest’s crown. Light and leaves come alive, collectively breathe in mirrored mist, rising like smoke from absent flame. My eyes begin to water in belief. This is the image of sulfured Hell. I pray for the salvation of sun- rise. ______________________________________________________ A.J. […]

On Finding the Great Witley Church by Karen Kelsay

Friday, July 11th, 2014

We saw your massive golden dome from down below, a baroque body oddly out of place. I snapped your picture by the brown limbs hanging near the roadside fence, devout   old guards, one hundred years had left behind. We leaned across your speckled balustrades beside the river, where worn paths entwined and crisscrossed near […]

Hard Head Diver by Karen Kelsay

Thursday, July 10th, 2014

He keeps his diving helmet in a shed. The memories that it buoys up, aren’t dead— that heavy hat of bolts protects his pride. He seldom ever has to look inside the wooden crate beneath the old work bench, where all his man-things: chisel, hammer, wrench, as if in dry dock, wait to be reused. […]

Love in Winter by Laura Craner

Friday, February 21st, 2014

Your expectations are brisk, Like December’s chill as it sneaks under the door. Your needs are persistent, Like a child’s breath on wintry windows, which Creeps and spreads like nighttime secrets: Whispered wishes freezing Molecules, and moments, into memories. Your words, like snowflakes in tree branches; Your thoughts, like snowdrifts, cloud my eyes: Encroaching, enfolding, […]