Category Archives: Photography

Blue Gray

Blue Gray
At the battlefield's edge Lookout Mountain was calling to me. As I walked up the rocky mountainside, entering a powerful space, I passed a holly tree. Then drawing the Shaman's Breath I prayed, asking for an answer to a frustration that was vexing me. A few minutes passed. On opening my eyes, there was an odd…
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Sycamore

Sycamore
Honey Creek runs through the farm in Missouri. I spent many hours walking its banks and following where it led. Sometimes I would find an arrow head or a fossil, or a crawfish. Deep in the woods there was a place where morels grow among a field of blue belles and may apples, among turkeys…
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Wáshitá

Wáshitá
For many years I felt the call to visit the Wáshitá battlefield. But as I drove across country the days were so long I could not manage the extra time. Finally, in November of ’02, on a long drive to Santa Fe I felt compelled to stop. A half-hour before sunset I drove into a…
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Bedsprings

Bedsprings
Fuga no makoto–– poetic truth “While walking across a familiar field, I noticed for the first time a set of bedsprings rusting in the grass. I pulled out my notebook and quickly jotted down two lines: bedsprings in the weeds–– / scent of sweet spring leaves Modern Haiku Vol. 34.2 “I was opening to impermanence, and…
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