A first. A grief. A celebration. A poem with an ABV.
oregon coast
A Prayer for My Solitude, in a Wild Place Not Home
About a year ago, I rented for the weekend a tiny house that hangs out over a mountainside, with a view of the sea.
Sedimentary
Filed among "The Unreal" (is it?)
Puffin Day
Today I went to see the work of a Portland artist who spent 3 months in Antarctica drawing birds. She was actually researching a bird I’ve never heard of, the Snowy sheathbill. But I was captured by her depictions of a single Arctic tern - a forceful little seabird with which my only direct encounter … Continue reading Puffin Day
Tara K. Shepersky 