An Un-Poem About the Falling Snow

by Laura Parker Roerden 1. I woke up this morning with the phrase, “something uplifting” in my mind, then saw that among the snowfall out my window many snowflakes were rising up on unseen currents. 2. I’m sure a mathematician could help us understand the exact preponderance that falls at a predictable speed to their […]

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The Bobcat

by Laura Parker Roerden I awoke to a moonlit hayfield, as if entering a dream. A bobcat, crouched in dried grass, was staring at me. I watched back, his frighteningly large outline a shadow, his two eyes amulets. I was handed something by the oddly comforting figure. He lifted the full moon from the edge […]

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Losing Ground

by Laura Parker Roerden I saw a pair of ducks this afternoon, a male and female mallard. A hard, northwest wind had just begun to bow the smaller pines; clouds were gathering as the sky suddenly became a drop ceiling. A storm was coming down the river. The ducks seemed stalwart against the wind, though you […]

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In These Times

by Laura Parker Roerden Hitch your plow to a strong horse; It’s time to go into the fields once again to do the plodding work of planting one blessed seed after another. Blue seeds, purple ones, grey day ones: all pressed with intent into soil amended by bits of remaining trash transformed through alchemy into nutrient. Treasure the ones […]

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