Pacific Northwest seasonal poetry + photos

Himalayan Blackberries

I’m thinking about a My Whidbey Year book of poetry combined with photographs that will excite — well, frankly — people who live on Whidbey. Maybe some Mary Oliver fans as well.

We’re savoring a perfect fall here in the Northwest. Many of us mourn the cool in the air, alders shedding their leaves, Steller jays scolding us again for cohabiting their domain, But we’ve enjoyed a long series of 80 degree days and afternoons reading in our hammocks.

Here is an excerpt from Late Summer Anxieties:

golden late summer days

gravenstein and gala

snow of yellow alder leaves

fermenting September’s blackberries

to eiswein


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