Finder of Lost Things Lonely were the mountains and empty were the streams The mountain Gods lay waiting for the finder of lost things Sought him down the corridors of half forgotten time They asked the winds of distant lands, and sought him in the mines In the depths of silence and in the heart [...]

This is your time, BigLove. Once or twice a year you come out. You dazzle us. We give you to strangers. Whisper you to children. Feed you to back yard birds when we remember what hunger feels like. This is your time, BigLove. We share you compassionately with everyone, even those who have forgotten what [...]

At an Experimental Open Mic tonight at the Tin House in Grass Valley, we listened to the sounds of crickets in two voices, one what, perhaps “we” typically hear, and two, a slowed down version overlayed on the original. Is it that Crickets are singing to us… you decide… I’ve attached a few thoughts following [...]

A while back I took some of my salmon paintings up to the office of the Salmonid Restoration Federation. I’ve enjoyed a connection to their work for several years. My paintings have been shown at their annual conferences, & ten of them are swimming their walls now. On the way back from Garberville, I was [...]

she welcomes any danger as delight— a mystery, a pleasure in her strength that carries through exhilarating length— a journey unimaginably bright. the salmon hatches in a limpid stream, remembers every smell en route to sea. she plumbs the starry ocean deep & free. the archetype of following a dream, she overcomes all obstacles to [...]

A recent New York Times editorial by Gernot Wagner begins “You reduce, reuse and recycle. You turn down plastic and paper. You avoid out-of-season grapes. . . [but] the changes necessary are so large and profound that they are beyond the reach of individual action.” Profound this time in which we live, when computers accumulate and [...]