Meet Me in the Woods

 

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A very cool thing: this past weekend, my work and voice were part of an installation called "If trees were lone women what would they sound like" in the Dark Skies Park in Galloway Forest in Scotland. To learn more about the project, click here. You can watch and listen to moments of the installation on the project's Twitter page.

Two Poems at Yes, Poetry

"The Lovers I" by René Magritte

Thanks very much to Yes, Poetry for making me July's Poet of the Month. 

You can read my new poems here. 

(I'll keep on writing weird poems about art and trees as long as y'all keep making art and planting trees. Deal?)

[Image description: René Magritte's painting "The Lovers I," showing a close-up portrait of two figures, one in a suit and one in a dress, their faces touching but obscured by separate white sheets. Behind them, the sky is blue with a few clouds and the valley is grassy and green.]

Interlude: Other People's Poetry

The Mangroves
by Mary Oliver


As I said before, I am living now
in a warm place, surrounded by
mangroves. Mostly I walk beside
them, they discourage entrance.
The black oaks and the pines
of my northern home are in my heart,
even as I hear them whisper, "Listen,
we are trees too." Okay, I'm trying. They
certainly put on an endless performance
of leaves. Admiring is easy, but affinity,
that does take some time. So many
and so leggy and all of them rising as if
attempting to escape this world which, don't
they know it, can't be done. "Are you
trying to fly or what?" I ask, and they
answer back, "We are what we are, you
are what you are, love us if you can."


photograph by Barbara Fernandez