april is the sweetest month! anemones’ rise. as foetuses in acidic soil. pale greetings withstand a winters’ grieve paws or hooves. or hearts make way flavouring buds and shoots a blind recurring grace
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01.09.2017
vipperne mod huden. hurtigt. ned/op igen i én bevægelse berøring/af fravær — den mest præcise afstand, til dine døde septembermorgenen i dis solen tung og hvid/hæver sig rødkløver i vasen/fra jorden — det sidste slægtsbånd/i live
12.20.2016
at least six lapland longspurs mixed in with thousands of horned larks easily found by listening for their distinct rattle calls also a single white pelican today. it crossed in low (less than 100 feet away), gained elevation and headed west
12.07.2016
— are you happy? — will you be warm enough? your skin and your freckles and your fur and eyelashes, all under. for a split second, the rebirth in catching your breath again high tide. 39,2 °f crushed shells from the seagulls. scattered on wooden planks pay attention to not cut your bare feet when you get up out of the water
11.21.2016
we ended up lavished. seeing birds that were new to us gila woodpecker, cactus wren and the rosy-faced lovebird but we enjoyed seeing others too. familiar and the milky-way; a backbone bonfire with sparks filling the sky on our way south all the blessed hours. tracing sweetness home the ordinary years of cold. dew. drifting seagulls. origin left behind a veil of distance [flares up or melt] a fledging heart
10.07.2016
in this thick fall wind that pushes on the highrise/building with big shoulders — as a bison leaning to scratch an itch before the crisp of frost will clear the air. make all blue bluer, and bodies quiet there’s a bee still on it’s wings. swimming upwards on currents. dancing drowsy between gusts making it’s way home graceful as the daylight. turns to honey
09.01.2016
— around 5:00 this morning one black-billed was still present, although it proved to be very difficult to find. spent over two hours looking for it and only saw it once, but it is in the area. seemed to be staying close to nashville warblers. this is the first day of fall
08.29.2016
this afternoon you see a boy jaywalking towards you. the sun behind him gleam/glows so how are you quiet sure straight away. that he is a non-native/new native? his t-shirt says we love asphalt across the chest and therefore you would like to have sex with him
08.26.2016
— if you want to see baby grebes, this is the time to come out
07.27.2016
“snowy egret and another bird that shows signs for a juvenile little blue heron; bicolored mostly gray bill with a dark tip, green-yellow loral skin and legs, and most importantly an upright and deliberate posture. juvenile little blue heron has been getting harassed by the snowy egret which are slightly bigger. the two birds were in the northern water and the smaller bird flew off and was immediately chased by the snowy egret. now both are on the shore of the south water” “look closely at the color and posture of the birds. snowy egrets keep their neck curled back,…
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