Showing posts with label Sky. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sky. Show all posts

Saturday, December 3, 2022

Exactly this -

 

Big Sky - Parker River Wildlife Refuge 

 

"Big Sky - Parker River Wildlife Refuge"

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What's Wrong With Me


The end of the world
is not what’s wrong with me.

Old age, illness, and death
are not wrong. They just are.

A stone says, Wake up,
exactly this is all there is!

Everything says it—

a sick coyote crossing the field,
poisoned, injured, rabid, old,

the rest of the pack anxious,
yipping and howling back and forth
across the valley as dusk comes on.

What’s wrong with me is that
I find their music beautiful.

I dwell on it long after it stops
and in the silence afterward

I write down its words.
 
 
~ Chase Twichell ~
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Friday, January 17, 2020

Front



Front - Parker River Wildlife Refuge





Parker River National Wildlife Refuge



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Wednesday, January 15, 2020

Front



Front - Parker River Wildlife Refuge



Parker River National Wildlife Refuge



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Monday, April 15, 2019

Front



Front - Parker River Wildlife Refuge



Storm Front

Parker River Wildlife Refuge

Newbury, MA


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Wednesday, May 31, 2017

thank god we are so small...




There's no chance at all that we brutes,
with all our childish appetites,
will be able to inflict lasting damage
on this blue ball.

Soon enough - we will snuff ourselves
out in a blaze of ignorance and
the planet will be able to
finally rest.

~

Monday, January 9, 2017

Saturday, December 31, 2016

Heroes and Saviors


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In grasslands and deserts, 
we humans and our monuments 
no matter how grand or ostentatious,
are shown to be minor bit players
next to the sweep 
of the sky.

It presses down on us -  all the while 
reminding us of our tiny role in creation.

Invariably, we ignore this generous insight.
Instead, we waste the few days we have
scurrying from one bit of tin-foil trivia to another, 
trying to convince ourselves how vital
we are to the ongoing good order 
of the cosmos.

The sky never argues,
having patience beyond measure,
it quietly spreads our grey ash -
ground for the next generation 
of heroes and saviors.