Vines | Territory | Trespasses

In Creativity by John Mahnke

Vines Stop sap entwining the trunk, grow forty rings, six inches thick, the vines take trees down left along long enough, limb-breaking heavy tangle hauling itself into the canopy of oak and cottonwood both. Hard …

As You Were Sleeping

In Creativity by Julio Monterio Martins

After having watched you a while, my love, sleeping so deeply, cuddled up under the quilt (a queen in your robes of sleep gained, subdued), I feel myself wanting to write to you about my …

When the Fields Were Running

In Creativity by Serena Baldini

It was the end of November. We were very young. Just the three of us. The countryside was there, lying quiet ahead under a subtle fog that allowed us to catch a glimpse of an …

The Poetics of Landscape

In Creativity by Glen Phillips

Ideas from Glen Phillips’ work Land Whisperings and a Poetics of Newplace and Birthplace (2006) summarized by the author and illustrated by his water colors, previously published in Six Seasons: a Bilingual Collection of Australian …