Walking Is The Exact Balance

The Size Of The Place That One Becomes A Member Of Is Limited Only By The Size Of One’s Heart.

Place And The Scale Of Space Must Be Measured Against Our Bodies And Their Capabilities.

I Try To Hold Both History And Wilderness In Mind, That My Poems May The True Measure Of Things And Stand Against The Unbalance And Ignorance Of Our Times.

My Grandmother Standing Wordless Fifteen Minutes Between Rows Of Loganberries, Clippers Poised In Her Hand.

Wildness It Is Perennially Within Us, Dormant As A Hard-shelled Seed, Awaiting The Fire Or Flood That Awakes It Again.