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Little Notes from an Owl

April 26, 2025

The owl is looking for you.  The owl’s voice is a question whose answer is you. The owl’s flower face has death for a sun. The owl’s neck is a wheel with spine for axle So every direction the owl goes is forward. The owl is the courage of life and death’s mystery. The owl […]

A Short Tall Tale

April 19, 2025

The Strange, Wild Provenance of the Brave Tails There was this owl wizard, Finagler, who kept starlight in an inkpot. When he dipped his beak in it and wrote upon gravestones, whatever lay dead jumped up from the rooty marl scribbled with worms and danced like children on hot sand. Over his shoulder, in the […]

Proem

April 5, 2025

In the north isles, from the time of the first people, the great trees of yew, beech, oak, and fir dominated a land shaped by ice. Massive trees from the south arrived with the Romans – cedar, chestnut, mulberry and fig – grown huge on solstice rains and solar winters. Five hundred years later, during […]

River of Stars, Bridge of Shadows

February 12, 2025

Deri woke gently. Leafy shadows and flashes of forest light dappled the passenger cabin. Within her shaded hammock, she peered through lashes into a green glade of dewy fronds and somber trees. A white snake watched her from the far side of the cabin. In cobra-pose, swaying ever so slightly, it fixed her with hooded […]

Mauka on Mars

January 24, 2025

“Mauka on Mars means toward the mountain.” The tour guide directed the group’s attention to the colossal shield volcano astride the wide, cratered land. “Olympus Mons. The largest mountain in our solar system.” Alpenglow lit the sprawling volcano, illuminating in pink pastels jagged rimlands along the caldera. “The first people on Mars remembered the greatest […]

Death’s Head Moon

January 18, 2025

Death’s head moon—spook talk I first heard from an Irish Gunnery Sergeant in Nietzsche’s War at a place called Belleau Wood during the battle of the Marne. Looking more porcine than human with his hog jowls, tiny and hard hog eyes, bristle-cut gray hair, and large mouth curled at the corners to a hog sneer, […]

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