Farm

The edge of wild, where Hickory and goldenrod nod Cobwebbed [...]

I can’t hold April from Six feet away, can’t Smell [...]

There’s a green river never far. At the waking cusp [...]

Due to social-distancing restrictions placed on Virginia farmers' markets, we [...]

I see you, western New York, Finger lakes wolf-clawed Across [...]

The snow lies in cockscomb Shadows on the tin roof, [...]

I’m still in love, It turns out, After all this [...]

Gentle, where the chainsaw Gouges the bark, Throwing thick chips, [...]

Planets aren’t supposed to twinkle, But Venus, low on the [...]

The great rush of ivy Up the side of a [...]