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We're thrilled to introduce you to 34 writers whose work graces the shortlyhoped-for-published pages of Winged: New Writing on Bees. Our heartfelt thank you to these and the many other talented writers who submitted their work for consideration. This volume and this project simply would not exist without your voices.
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Contributor Biographies
Lea Banks has published or has work forthcoming inPoetry Northwest, Big River Poesy Review, The Laurel Review, Connotation Review,and American Poetry Journal, amongst others. She is the writer ofAll of Me, (Booksmyth Press, 2008). Banks is the founder of the Collected Poets Series in Western Mass. She attended New England College'southward MFA program and her poems, "All of Me," and "Hallelujah," have been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. Recently, Banks was a fellow at the Vermont Studio Heart. Her chapbook is existence re-issued as a paperback by Booksmyth Press.
**Special annotation: Banks' poem "The Majesty," which appears in Winged, first appeared in SWEET: A Literary Confection, V3, Leap 2011. The editors of Winged would similar to acknowledge and give thanks the editors of SWEET.**
John Beer is the author ofThe Waste Land and Other Poems (Canarium, 2010), which won the Norma Farber First Volume Award from the Poetry Society of America and the chapbookLucinda(SPORK, 2013). A graduate of the Iowa Writers' Workshop, he lived on the Greek island of Patmos for two years in the late 1990s, where he served as literary assistant to Robert Lax. Beer edited a collection of poems past Robert Lax,Poems (1962-1997)(Moving ridge Books, 2013). He currently teaches creative writing at Portland Country University.
Kristin Berger is the writer of a poetry chapbook For the Willing (Finishing Line Press, 2008), and former editor at VoiceCatcher. She has been awarded Writers Residencies at The H.J. Andrews Experimental Forest and at Playa, Summer Lake, Oregon. Recent poetry and non-fiction has appeared in, or is forthcoming, in Camas, Cirque, Forest Log (Spring Creek Project), and North Dakota Quarterly.
Malachi Black is the writer of Storm Toward Morning (Copper Canyon Press, 2014). His poems announced widely in journals and anthologies, and his piece of work has several times been set to music and has been featured in exhibitions both in the U.S. and abroad. Black is Banana Professor of English and Creative Writing at the Academy of San Diego.
Karina Borowicz is the writer of two poetry collections, Proof (Codhill Printing, 2014) and The Bees Are Waiting (Marick Printing, 2012), which won the Eric Hoffer Award for Poetry and was named a Must-Read by the Massachusetts Heart for the Book. Her poems have appeared widely in journals, including AGNI, Pleiades, Shenandoah, and The Southern Review. She makes her home in the Connecticut River Valley of Western Massachusetts.
Marina Callahan lives in Portland, Oregon and attends Portland Land University.
Susanna Childress is the author ofEntering the Business firm of Awe(New Issues, 2011), winner of the Society of Midland Authors Poetry Award, and Jagged with Love (University of Wisconsin Press, 2005), winner of the Brittingham Prize in Verse. She also writes fiction and artistic nonfiction and, along with Joshua Banner, comprises the ring Ordinary Neighbors, whose full-length albumThe Necessary Nighttimedraws on her writing. She lives in The netherlands, Michigan.
Rachel Cochran is a contempo graduate of the Academy of Missouri's Chief of Arts program in English language. She has stories forthcoming in Celestial Knight Press'sDemon Rum anthology and Antimatter Press'southLocal Magic anthology. Previous works of her short fiction and nonfiction have appeared inDeep S Magazine,The Missing Slate,Literary Orphans,The Ohio River Review, and more.
CA Conrad is the author of seven books including ECODEVIANCE: (Soma)tics for the Hereafter Wilderness (Wave Books, 2014), A Cute MARSUPIAL AFTERNOON (WAVE Books, 2012) and The Volume of Frank (Wave Books, 2010). A 2022 Lannan Fellow, a 2013 MacDowell Fellow, and a 2011 Pew Boyfriend, he as well conducts workshops on (Soma)tic poetry and Ecopoetics. Visit him online at http://CAConrad.blogspot.com
John Davis is the writer ofGigs (Sol Books) andThe Reservist (Pudding House Press.) His recent piece of work appears inHawaii Pacific Review,Iron Horse Literary Review,The North American Review, andRio Grande Review. He teaches high schoolhouse and performs in stone n coil bands.
Annette Fisch is a graduate of Barnard Higher and lives in New York. She is currently working on her first novel when non practicing police force. She particularly enjoys combining emotional distress with scientific distress in her fiction. Her piece of work has previously appeared in Black Heart Mag.
Adrienne Flagg is a professional performer and producer based in Portland, Oregon. She teaches theater throughout the US and is seen on stages in both improvisation and plays. She grew up on a sheep farm in Turner before moving to Portland and then New York for professional training. While she was gone, her father briefly tried his mitt at beekeeping. Adrienne has taken the hobby further than her father and is on her sixth twelvemonth of beekeeping.
Michele Glazer's last volume is On Tact, & the Made Upwardly Earth (Iowa 2010). She teaches in the MFA program at Portland Land University.
Charles Goodrich is the author of 3 volumes of poems, A Scripture of Crows, Going to Seed: Dispatches from the Garden, and Insects of Southward Corvallis, and a drove of essays virtually nature, parenting, and building a house, The Exercise of Home. He serves as Director for the Spring Creek Project at Oregon Land University, a program that hosts writers' residency, literary readings, and symposia at the intersection of literature, environmental science, and ethics.
Craig Goodworth is an interdisciplinary artist whose do lies on the boundary between ecology, poetics and spirituality. Working in drawing, installation and poesy, his art addresses the body and identify. Goodworth holds master'south degrees in sustainable communities and fine art and has received fellowships in art and writing besides equally serving every bit an creative person-in-residence in various contexts.
Kate Greyness tends her students' stories at Clackamas Community College, where she has been teaching for 20 years. Her first full-length book of poems, Another Sunset We Survive, was a finalist for the Oregon Volume Honour in 2007 and followed chapbooks, Bone-Knowing (2006), winner of the Gertrude Press Verse Prize and Where She Goes (2000), winner of the Blue Light Chapbook Prize. Her novel, Conduct the Sky, is an try to look at bullying without blinking and will be published by Woods Avenue Press in 2014.
Dena Rash Guzman is a poet, essayist and beekeeper living on her family'due south sustainable farm exterior Portland, Oregon.Life Wheel—Poems, her start volume, was published past Dog On A Chain Press in 2013. Her work can exist found online and in print at The Verse Foundation, The Rumpus, The Nervous Breakdown, Luna Luna Mag, Ink Node and elsewhere. She has had her poems anthologized several times, including by publishers in the People's Republic of China where she has performed her work for thousands.
Jeanine Hathaway, on the MFA Verse faculty at Seattle Pacific Academy, has published a novel (Motherhouse with Hyperion: NY, 1992), personal essays ("Appearances" in The Wichita Times, monthly from 1995-2007), and verse (The Self every bit Constellation with UNT Printing: TX, 2001, and The Ex-Nun Poems with Finishing Line Printing, 2012).
Kiandra Jimenez is a poet, homeschooling mother, and avid organic vegetable gardener from California. She teaches creative writing at UC Riverside Extension and serves as Arts Editor of Lunch Ticket Literary Mag. She is a current MFA candidate in Fiction and Poetry at Antioch Academy, Los Angeles. Visit her at hungryfolktale.com.
Lois P. Jones is a host of Pacifica Radio'south "Poet'south Café" (KPFK 90.7 FM), and co-hosts the Moonday series in W Los Angeles. Publications include Narrative Magazine, American Poesy Periodical, Nassau Review, Askew and Antioch's Lunch Ticket. Her work won honors nether Fiona Sampson, Kwame Dawes and others. New Yorker staff writer Dana Goodyear selected "Ouija" equally 2010 Verse form of the Twelvemonth. She is the Poetry Editor of Kyoto Journal and a multiple Pushcart nominee
Susan Kelly-DeWitt is the author of The Fortunate Islands, eight chapbooks and the contempo online drove Season of Change (Mudlark 46); her verse tin can also be institute in many journals and anthologies. A former Wallace Stegner Fellow, she has also been a reviewer for Library Journal, the editor of the online journal Perihelion, and a longtime poesy instructor for UC Davis Continuing Education. She is currently a member of the National Book Critics Circle, a contributing editor for Poetry Wink and a blogger for Coal Loma Review. Susan is also an exhibiting visual creative person. Delight visit her website at: http://world wide web.susankelly-dewitt.com
Elizabeth Lawson recently retired from the Writing Section at Ithaca Higher where she taught writing in many forms for over a decade. Educated at Bryn Mawr College, she holds a MA in Botany from the Academy of Texas at Austin, a PhD in Plant Biological science from Cornell University, and an MFA in Nonfiction from Southern New Hampshire University. She worked at Kew Royal Botanic Gardens in the UK, at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden as a botanical instructor, and for the Ecological Gild of America and the Botanical Society of America for many years equally a technical/copy editor. She writes every bit a naturalist at www.elizabethwinpennylawson.com.
Lois Leveen is the writer of the novelsThe Secrets of Mary Bowser andJuliet's Nurse. Her poetry has appeared in numerous journals and been engraved on a hospital wall. She is a recovering academic and volunteer urban beekeeper.
Sarah Marshall grew upwards in Oregon, earned her MFA at PSU, and continues to write and teach in the area. Her essays have about recently appeared in The Laic, The New Commonwealth, and Lapham's Quarterly, and she is at work on a book almost female victimhood narratives in American civilisation.
Jennifer Moore has poetry published or forthcoming in American Messages & Commentary, Best New Poets, The Volta, Columbia Poetry Review and elsewhere, and criticism in Jacket2 and The Offending Adam. She holds degrees from the Academy of Colorado and the University of Illinois at Chicago, and is an assistant professor of creative writing at Ohio Northern University.
Lynn Otto teaches writing and literature every bit an adjunct at George Fox University in Newberg, Oregon, and freelances as a copyeditor. Her work has appeared inPlain Spoke, Triggerfish Critical Review, Potent Verse, andCentrifugal Heart. She is soothed by the sound of bees because it means something is going right.
Paulann Petersen, Oregon Poet Laureate Emerita, has half dozen total-length books of poetry, nigh recently Understory, from Lost Horse Press in 2013. Her poems have appeared in many journals and anthologies, including Poetry, The New Democracy, Prairie Schooner, Willow Springs, Calyx, and the Internet'due south Poesy Daily. She was a Stegner Fellow at Stanford University, and the recipient of the 2006 Holbrook Award from Oregon Literary Arts.
Melissa Reeser Poulin teaches English language and artistic writing in many settings, working with the elderly, loftier school students, and adult English language language learners. Her poems have appeared in numerous journals, and she was a 2022 Pushcart nominee. She lives with her husband, a metal creative person and blacksmith, in Portland, Oregon.
Claire Preston is Reader in Renaissance Literature at Queen Mary Academy of London. Her books include Edith Wharton'southward Social Register (2000), Thomas Browne and the Writing of Early-Modern Scientific discipline (2005), Bee (2006), and The Assist of Similitudes : The Poetics of Scientific Investigation in Seventeenth-Century England (forthcoming 2014).
Jill McKenna Reed is a poet, writing instructor, and beekeeper in Portland, Oregon. She is co-owner of Bee Thinking, a beekeeping supplier specializing in foundationless hives. When she is non writing or pedagogy, she can be found communicable swarms or helping new beekeepers around the Portland area. Jill earned her MFA in Creative Writing – Poetry, at Portland State Academy.
Frank Sherlock is the author of Space Between These Lines Non Dedicated, Over Here, The City Real & Imagined (westward/ CAConrad), and a collaboration with Brett Evans entitled Set up-to-Eat Individual. Por AquÃ, a Spanish-language collection of works translated past Carlos Soto-Román, will be published in Chile in autumn 2014. Poems across the page have found their forms in installations/performances/ exhibitions, including Refuse/Reuse: Language for the Common Landfill, Kensington Riots Projection, Neighbor Ballads, and B.Franklin Basement Tapes. Sherlock is a recipient of the 2013 Pew Fellowship in the Arts for literature. He is currently Poet Laureate of Philadelphia.
Maxine Silverman'south poetry is published in many journals, anthologies (including Pushcart Prize III), and Enskyment: Online Archive of American Verse. She is the author of three chapbooks (SurvivalSong, Red Delicious, and 52 Ways of Looking) and Transport of the Aim: Poems on the lives of Emily Dickinson, Thomas Wentworth Higginson and Celia Thaxter. In addition to poetry, she creates collage and visual midrash. Her website is http://www.maxinegsilverman.com.
George Venn is an honour-winning poet, writer, literary historian, editor, linguist, and educator, and an eclectic, complex, and distinguished figure in western American literature. Taught apiculture in his grandpa's apiary, he has besides worked for apiaries in Washington, Oregon, and Montana. See Keeping the Swarm (Wordcraft, 2012) for details, or http://www.georgevenn.com.
Jeanne Wagner is the recipient of several national awards, including the 2013 Thomas Merton Poetry of the Sacred Prize. Her poems have appeared in Cincinnati Review, Alaska Quarterly Review, Hayden'due south Ferry and American Life in Verse. She is on the editorial lath of California Quarterly. Her near recent volume, In the Torso of Our Lives, was released by Sixteen Rivers press in 2011.
Marty Williams is a working writer living in both Oakland, California, and on Kenai Lake in Alaska. Her poesy appears in Poetry East, Inquiring Mind, Digital Paper and dcomP magazine, every bit well as in the anthology Bearing Witness: Poetry By Teachers About Teaching. She has published chapbooks, poetry postcards, and artist books. Marty loves bees and other pollinators.
Leni Zumas is the author of the story collectionFarewell Navigator(Open City) and the novel The Listeners (Tin House), which was a finalist for the 2013 Oregon Book Award. Her work has appeared in Quarterly West, Open City, Salt Hill, New Orleans Review, GOOD, Harp & Chantry, New York Tyrant, and elsewhere. She has been awarded fellowships by the Lower Manhattan Cultural Quango and the New York Foundation for the Arts. Zumas is an assistant professor in the MFA Program in Creative Writing at Portland State University.
Yard Classifieds, June
Sarah Ann Winn
I.
Wanted to Swap:
In or virtually bloom garden, Akron, Ohio
Need Lessons – pollination, honey-making.
Prefer that you are certified. Duration – once a day,
five thousand flowers at a time until I get the hang of information technology.
Willing to merchandise one snare drum, slightly used,
or hour for hour humming lessons. You pick.
II.
Missed connections:
Final Summer, Saw you lot in neighbor'due south bed of yard foliage yarrow,
next to the sunday dial.
Me: Burnt, shade-driven, grass prone.
You: Compact head, dewdrop of black dew eyes, fuzzy
yellow striped cement mixer abdomen and matching thorax, 'u' shaped
birthmark on your forehead.
You were too busy to look upwards
from your scented barista to run into me trying
to direct you over to my garden.
Your thorax and legs bustled with pollen,
and I tried to catch your eye,
but the breeze carried you off before
I could think of a good opening line. Where did you wing?
I'd similar to introduce you to my orchard!
III.
For Rent:
I blossoming Baldwin apple. Prime location,
almost lilac arbor. Stake pinkish walls and odour left by last tenant.
Furnished and richly appointed breezy rooms by the m,
perfect for the young up and comer! Hire negotiable.
IV.
Lost:
Valuable figure missing from Emily's Reverie. If found, please
return to this summer. URGENT! Making the prairie without it proving
hard. Too belatedly for apology or apiology. Handle with care.
Sarah Ann Winn lives in Fairfax Virginia. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Apeiron Review, [d]ecember, Flycatcher, Lost River Review, Lunch Ticket, Massachusetts Review and Rappahannock Review, amidst others. Visit her at http://bluebirdwords.com or follow her @blueaisling on Twitter.
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For We Practice Not Know How to Pray
"only that very Spirit intercedes with sighs too deep for words " – Saint Paul
Worker bees fly in from the field and trip the light fantastic toe the story of nectar: antennae circling,
abdomen humming. When I was a boy I had seizures and my body forgot how to speak;
in my silence, I rubbed buttercup pollen on my cheeks, tied dandelions into ropes.
In Russia, monks wander wordless through forests, praying for mercy with chotkis,
begging for dearest from bees. I gospel says Jesus' mouth was anointed with honey
correct as the heavens ripped open, earlier he was silent for forty days.
The first time I stood earlier the altar, breaking the honey-wheat breadstuff of Christ's body,
my whole body trembled. I was speechless.
If you ever lost the chapters to speak, would you dance similar the honey bee—
pointing your people to the wild, wild nectar of endless xanthous blossoms?
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Travis Poling is a poet, liturgist, and teacher living in Richmond, Indiana.
His work has appeared in various journals and anthologies, and a self-published
chapbook. He edits the William Stafford Online Reader and blogs at travispoling.com.
Recently he collaborated with creative person Craig Goodworth in "Vcela," a liturgical installation
exploring the honey bee in ecological and spiritual traditions.
Visit http://staffordreader.com/
Life is Sweetness at the End of the World
Mawbanna, Tasmania (Australia)—Loftier-spirited and well-travelled, Nicola Charles never dreamed she'd come back to this remote, forested area and marry a beekeeper. Or give upwards her successful nursing career to run the office, marketing and processing sides of Blue Hills Honey, her married man's family business organisation. Just, she shrugs, it's a good life.
"If you lot want Ferraris and condos, yous don't go into beekeeping," Nicola muses over cups of tea after giving several visitors a bout of the Blueish Hills Honey packing facility and warehouse.
Easygoing only bang-up to give us the whole story, she laughs often, occasionally pushing a strand of dark auburn hair back into its ponytail. "Nosotros're never going to make a fortune, but we have quality of life, raise families, do what we want to do. Information technology's a flexible lifestyle, and so we can go to trade shows in Melbourne and Hong Kong…but information technology's always nice coming home, driving over those hills."
Those hills are situated in northwest Tasmania near the declension and the pristine Tarkine Forest. Tasmania's northwest coast is often chosen "the end of the world" considering the sea west of Tasmania flows uninterrupted until information technology washes the declension of Argentine republic, one-half a globe abroad. That means air travels 16,000 kilometers across goose egg but the Southern Ocean and the Arctic before information technology arrives at the Tasmanian declension and sweeps over the island as immaculate wind and rain. It is truly the purest air on globe.
The climate, the h2o, and the Tarkine Wood itself all add the bask of an unspoiled terroir to the Charles family's dear. The Tarkine is the world's second-largest temperate rainforest, stretching over 117,870 acres, and Blue Hills operates the only apiary in its abundantly blossoming wilds. In fact, their apiculture team comprises 10 of the twenty people who are fifty-fifty allowed admission to the expanse each year.
Tasting the Tarkine: Leatherwood and manuka
Nicola, head beekeeper Robbie and their squad produce leatherwood, Tasmanian manuka, meadow, blackberry, and prickly box honey using modern just pocket-size production techniques. Leatherwood honey is their flagship product, its bright floral notes anchored by a caramel richness that lingers pleasantly on the back of your tongue. The ancient Leatherwood tree grows exclusively in Tasmania'due south wild, remote Tarkine rainforest, where it originated nearly 65 million years agone. Its fragile pink and white blossoms appear briefly between January and March to release a fast flow of deep-gilded aromatic honey.
"Leatherwood honey flows flat out," Nicola says, "merely the manuka flow is totally different: long, tedious, pocket-sized. We keep the bees tighter and warmer, with ane small box on them. It'due south longer and harder for the bees, and the honey is tougher to extract from the frames besides. We can run manuka frames through the cold extraction machine twice, and all the same have to scrape the beloved out manually. That's if the manuka honey is flowing at all. One year you lot get plenty, the next y'all get a pocket-sized to medium flow, and the 3rd year you lot get nothing. That's just what nature does! We brought in only 15 tonnes last year (2012), and this year we have none."
The Charleses but discovered manuka on their patch in 2009, from what they believed were simple wildflowers growing head-height most 1 of the Tarkine's sweeping plains. "We took wildflower honey to a honey buyer, he tested it, said 'that's manuka dear, I want information technology!'—and he bought the whole lot!" Nicola remembers.
Despite the difficulties in harvesting and extracting manuka, it opens another worthwhile market place for the family unit enterprise. Manuka honey is highly sought afterwards for its antibacterial properties, which derive from the manuka flower's high concentration of a compound called methylglyoxal (MGO). The naturally occurring antibacterial cistron in Tasmanian manuka dear ranges in concentration from 30–550 MGO; Blue Hills' manuka dearest MGO goes up to 500+.
Head beekeeper Robbie and his team of six beekeepers breed, monitor, and transport bees for up to i,800 hives located throughout the temperate Tarkine rainforest. At harvest time—"as soon as that smell's in the air"—they literally go with the flow, packing up 80,000–100,000 bees and moving them belatedly at dark. In the morning time, the hives are positioned at the sites of dearest flows, and by the next day, beekeepers identify frame-filled beloved boxes on pinnacle of the hives to catch the dearest menstruation. The large, Full Depth honey boxes can hold up to 20-30 kilos of beloved, but the charge per unit of period depends largely on the type of dear as well as environmental weather condition.
Generation B
When Robbie's father, Reuben Charles, launched his majority dear business in 1955, he may not have envisioned crafting gourmet brands for high-terminate markets—but the transition to artisanal producer has made Blue Hills a business that tin grow in harmony with the next generation.
Nicola traces the history: "Robbie'due south grandfather kept bees equally a hobby; then his father and mother expanded the hobby into madness up to one,600 hives. Robbie'southward mum and dad started the majority honey concern, and Robbie's been working aslope his dad since he was 14. He picked upwards a lot of the traditional beekeeping skills season through season.
"At present, I was abroad from Mawbanna for 20 years, working as an intensive intendance nurse in Hobart, Melbourne and London. I came back to visit…bought a bottle of crimson wine on New year's day'due south Eve…and adjacent thing I'g marrying the boy next door from all those years ago!"
When asked about the long-term view, Nicola is positive but philosophical. "Fate has a lot to practice with where nosotros get. We simply want to be the best beekeepers nosotros can, make the best production that we can, and have happy customers and happy staff. It'southward a combination of the correct equipment, careful monitoring, and knowledgeable handling by a few well-trained people." A sudden thought brings out a chuckle. "Even if Robbie left beekeeping professionally, he'd still keep a few hundred hives out in the bush, so he'd have something to practise in the bees if we have an statement. He frequently laments, as an one-time beekeeper told him, 'One 24-hour interval, boy, you will know why nosotros go along bees.'"
Clearly, Nicola and Robbie could write the volume on beekeeping in the Tasmanian wild. "I haven't the time!" she protests, but every bit her guests help clear abroad the teacups, they suspect she'll find a way.
About the Author:Originally from New Orleans,Noël Ponthieux writes for love or money in Portland, Oregon. She's currently working on a novel featuring Napoleon vs. the pirate Jean Lafitte.
Photos:
Beekeepers in action: Nicola Charles
Bees & leatherwood flowers: Kylie Sheahen Photography
Robbie & Nicola with Blue Hills Honey: The Advocate
On the Apiary
Recipe for Map, Honeycomb & Wineglass :
A cloud of birds rests in nettles like shadows stopping to picnic in a painting. The sound of a homo in high grass scares them off. A woman wearing plastic gloves made from bread bags clips the foliage advisedly, and so the nettles don't sting.
Drive to areas with elevations low, nearly a lake. Often county roads are sparse blue lines. In that location you will find your best wild food.
Add raisins
to help the yeast rise
this is what he says, sneaking one into his mouth, while the other hand drops a fistful into the liquid in the large saucepan below. The raisins float like flies on foam. Office of the pare sticks to his teeth.
Like a Van Gogh painting, buzzards higher up the Baronial field circumvolve & circumvolve the blond corn— silently. It was a scorcher the farmer declared & there were more than spiders that year than anyone could recollect.
A spigot of silverish water in the sunshine forms elaborate pools on the backyard. While drizzles of honey move out of each rummage along the sides of the metal spinner, the woman looks out the window & at some signal, a song melts from the wax.
Withal life with Porcelain, Bees and Twigs:
A poultice of baking soda & water volition forcefulness the stinger out & reduce swelling. Mix with a spoon in a modest Tupperware© (plant at your local conglomerate) and stir into a thick white paste.
1 Tbs. baking soda
1/4 Cup warm water
Ouch, she said.
You're hurting me.
He wanted to prefer
a new perspective, a new recipe on how to live as rural American gone urban gone rural once again. How many years for each place was the question. He thought both suns were equally as bright.
The rummage empty
is similar having a mitt over i center.
Recently, confronting a wineglass, an erstwhile gray drove of mortared stones served as dorsum driblet to a 30 2d idiot box commercial. The drinking glass was poured full of golden mead, as Debussy'southward "Girl With the Flaxen Hair" played. Then a woman's manus picked it up. The photographic camera zoomed in and the viewer was able to see her grinning at the glass and drink from it. While the music slightly slowed to terminate she sat down on a reddish demote stained the color of menstrual blood.
I'1000 too young
for you, she said.
But I love you
he said.
Dissimilar the wasp, a honeybee will sting its victim simply once, and then die.
Served with crackers or breadstuff, fresh watercress can be chopped upwardly with onions or cucumbers. To discover a patch, look in cool marshes with some lord's day, or a ditch. Wash well, particularly if found near a route.
1/2 onion finely chopped
1 minor cucumber
Dash of salt
one Tbs. Vinegar (white or apple cider)
Mix with watercress to gustation. Serve on rye breadstuff, which is noted for its soft brown depth, (or if you're feeling dry, a cracker). Cut off the crusts & shape the soft role with a pocketknife (diamond, clover, square, et cetera) and salve the crusts to brand silly mustaches & laugh with your guests.
Every tree sends its fibers forth in search of the Wild:
Pinecones spend their summer in a birdbath, resting in rainwater.
For nigh constructive results
observe what is missing
& then requite information technology up.
—
Line 54, Every tree sends its fibers along…, was written by Henry David Thoreau
Monica Schley was raised on a historic apiary in NE Wisconsin. Since 2001, she calls Seattle, WA habitation. She works as a freelance harpist recording, playing therapeutic bedside music in hospitals and teaching. She besides performs regularly in public with diverse ensembles and for private events. Her poems have been published in Burnside Review, Cranky, Cream Metropolis Review, and Raven Chronicles. In 2009, her chapbookBlack Eden: Nocturnes was published by Pudding House Press. More than on her work, blog and music tin can exist found at monicaschley.com andsoundcloud.com/harppoet
NURSE LOG
Bend back the bark of the world,
which is its skin, which is the style
we learn how veins carry blood
away from the heart, so back
into its echoing chambers. I'g tired
of hearing about the kind of men
who would kill me, the news of bombs
going off in countless loops on belatedly-night TV.
In the forest above our house a fisher
stalks porcupines, and every so often
I find their torn bodies, once even
a corpse in the crotch of a white oak.
Its animal face lay open, empty and scarlet
where the fisher'south teeth had bitten downwardly
to avoid the quills and to keep
the belly meat untouched. In nature
in that location is waste that skillful grows out of,
an abundance we are called to use.
In spring when we coax the bees
toward a new hive, Alverdia fetches
her wooden spoon and metal washbasin,
stands beneath the shad and pawpaw copse
whose blossoms the bees cover,
whose limbs sprout ten k wings,
and there she drums the basin
and hums a song she's made
for herself and for this swarm
that will follow her anywhere.
This isn't the news of the globe
most of usa alive in. Two streams
run across in the floodplain where wet fires
of rot lap against fallen hemlocks.
Five seedlings have sprung upward
along one of the logs, nursing disuse
like piglets down a sow's length, or like
an infant in a desert village suckling
a mother's breast, oblivious to the murmur
of planes crossing overhead.
"Nurse Log" was first published by Ecotone and later on in the collection In the Kingdom of the Ditch (Michigan State University Printing, 2013).
Todd Davis is the writer of four full-length collections of poesy—In the Kingdom of the Ditch, The To the lowest degree of These, Some Sky, and Ripe—as well as of a express edition chapbook, Household of H2o, Moon, and Snow: The Thoreau Poems. He edited the nonfiction collection, Fast Break to Line Break: Poets on the Art of Basketball, and co-edited Making Poems: Twoscore Poems with Commentary past the Poets. His poetry has been featured on the radio by Garrison Keillor on The Writer'south Almanac and by Ted Kooser in his syndicated newspaper column American Life in Poetry. His poems have won the Gwendolyn Brooks Poetry Prize, the Chautauqua Editors Prize, and take been nominated several times for the Pushcart Prize, actualization in such noted journals and magazines as American Poesy Review, Iowa Review, Ecotone, Poet Lore, North American Review, Indiana Review, Gettysburg Review, Shenandoah, Image, Orion, West Branch, River Styx, Notre Dame Review, Verse Daily, Quarterly West, Green Mountains Review, Sou'wester, Poetry Daily, and Verse Eastward. He teaches environmental studies, artistic writing, and American literature at Pennsylvania State University'southward Altoona Higher. Visit http://world wide web.todddavispoet.com for more.
HONEY BEE CAUGHT Within AN AIR-CONDITIONED Bus
IN PORTLAND, OREGON ON JULY 19, 2002
For Claire
What I thought was an empty seat
was you lot, cooled and woozy.
I took the neighboring seat,
and so lifted y'all onto a altogether carte du jour
fetched from my purse.
You lot toddled tipsy at the border,
a drunk teetering on a tightrope.
Don't wing.
For a long time nosotros saturday that way,
y'all looking lightheaded, me worrying.
Then I pulled the motorcoach rope and rose
with yous, still unsteady, on the card.
We re-entered the heat of the mean solar day.
I apologized for releasing yous downtown,
amid the stink and rush of Homo sapiens,
no incertitude miles from your hive.
I placed y'all on a yellowish petal
of a tall chrysanthemum
in a tidy, landscaped bed
at the base of operations of a skyscraper.
I was so sorry.
I thought you lot were dying.
But and then.
Image: What's That Bug?
Writer and calligrapher Christine Colasurdo grew up playing in woods almost her family'south house in Portland, Oregon. She remembers huge flocks of migratory birds from her babyhood as well as lots of wasps, ants, grasshoppers—and bees. She provides habitat for bricklayer bees in her back yard and is currently enjoying watching a hive of wild bumblebees thrive in a repurposed birdhouse. Whether it'south from their beauty or stamina, bees are always teaching her how to alive.
Christine has won numerous awards for her poetry, and she's the author of two books on the outdoors: Return to Spirit Lake: Life and Landscape at Mount St. Helens (2010) and Golden Gate National Parks: A Photographic Journey (2002). She was awarded a 2010 residency from the U.South. Forest Service and has twice been a featured guest on National Public Radio. She has as well written radio commentaries for KQED FM, including one about pollinators.
She has given lectures in Oregon, Washington, and California near Mount St. Helens. As a volunteer, she has created iii museum exhibits about the volcano, has served on the lath of the Mount St. Helens Institute, and has worked to protect the Mountain St. Helens National Volcanic Monument and neighboring lands from route-building, logging, development, and mining. Visit christinecolasurdo.com.
Forward,Winged
A year ago on June 19th, the seeds ofWinged were planted when an estimated 50,00 bumblebees were killed past pesticides in Wilsonville, Oregon. That number was peculiarly shocking since bumblebees tend to alive in colonies of 25 – 75 bees. The loss was, evidently, staggering. Poet, educator, and editor Melissa Reeser Poulin was immediately moved to respond. Thus,Winged was born.
Feeling outraged and wanting to utilise fine art equally activism, but not having a connexion to the larger beekeeping community and knowledge base, a common friend introduced me to Melissa. To say information technology was kismet is trivializing the partnership and connectedness; I call up we both would feel comfortable citing fate. I am a local poet and writing teacher, and possessor of Bee Thinking. Our partnership has been a perfect fit.
Being awarded a grant from Regional Arts & Culture Council gaveWinged a specific shape and task, i we have approached with vision, humility, and zeal. We received approximately 200 submissions and had a long process of carefully considering each one, and guiding the book into a main, then secondary, and now (almost) terminal shape. We cannot thank the writers enough who submitted their work, nosotros simply tin't. Information technology has been heartening to witness not only how many writers intendance deeply about bees, but too the fortification of the age-one-time relationship betwixt artist and bee (every bit symbol and muse), actualized on paper. Bees take influenced artists and writers since ancient times and nosotros can attest that the relationship is notwithstanding intact, and strong, equallyWinged itself volition illuminate.
Hither in Oregon, the past two weeks accept been disheartening for beekeepers equally a rash of insecticide poisonings take laid waste to multiple honeybee colonies in at least 4 different locations, and an eerily like bumblebee poisoning to that of a year ago in Wilsonville, OR occurred in Eugene, a town that was dubbed the "Bee-Friendliest Metropolis" in the U.South. earlier this year. That poisoning happened a year to the twenty-four hour period after the Wilsonville dice-off that spurredWinged.
The human relationship between humans and bees has never been more imperiled and to that end, we every bit artists stand to lose one of our greatest natural symbols. Additionally, writers and artists are in the shocking position of having to tape the decline of pollinators through our works. Winged is meant to be a record of this moment, as a document that artfully honors the relationship, the importance, and the beauty and peril of i of the well-nigh vital of all pollinators: the honeybee.
Winged will be bachelor this fall. Initially, it will be printed in a limited run to proceed the book within budget, honor contributing writers, and run across our original goal of getting a portion of sales to pollinator conservation efforts. We personally volition non be profiting in any fashion fromWinged; quite the opposite. We will be posting information when the book is available for pre-gild. Due to the express number, we recommend purchasing early on!
Please also watch this weblog, as we will exist sharing some remarkable work from writers and supporters ofWinged over the next few months.
Thank you lot all for your support and conventionalities in this project. It is one we feel securely almost and we are humbled, and honored, to illuminate the essential human relationship between writers and bees.
— Jill McKenna Reed
Joseph Campbell used the term apotheosis to depict the burgeoning of consciousness that the story'due south mythical hero experiences after defeating her foe, or ghost, or predator – the kind of awareness that feels feathery and weightless, as if flying. For the last few months while writing my submission for Winged, I have been considering how stories function every bit a form of such apotheosis.
Stories are consciousness and, equally many have said before me, they are living things. Stories evolve equally and when nosotros do. They role to elevate and advance our humanity, and illustrate aspects of our human spirit. They heal, guide, explain, agitate, and invigorate usa. They convince united states of america of the impossible and awaken usa to what is possible. I'one thousand sure I'thou non alone in being a child of the eighties and remembering the first time I inherently understood that stories do live was thanks to Michael Ende's Falkor and The Neverending Story.
Prolific novelist Alice Hoffman says each story is always made for two: the teller and the listener, the writer and the reader. Whether we are writing or reading them, stories change us. They make usa clutch our throats to catch our jiff, and feel burn down in our bellies to fight for something we believe is just. Through stories, nosotros awaken, we remember, nosotros honey, and we grieve. Through stories nosotros discover what has been hidden from our view and are reminded what we care about and who we are when we are too busy/tired/distracted to remember. Stories fill united states with uncapped skies, which nosotros can bladder through at our volition. Stories are hope – recognising the phone call to action within stories is in itself a hopeful act, for inside each story hides an incantation for change. Novelist Mohsin Hamid said storytelling alters the storyteller. Or writer, or reader. And a story is altered past being told. Or written, or read.
I caught upwardly with a dear friend terminal calendar week, a fellow writer of far more feel and acclaim than myself. She asked me most the writing routine I'grand trying to re-found at present that I'm back in the UK from a lengthy trip to my homeland Australia. She saturday quietly, listening securely. When our conversation turned to the novel I am writing she said to me, "Permit's exist honest. There are enough books in the world for anybody to read. But if y'all don't write your story, hither is the non-negotiable truth: information technology won't e'er exist."
This non-negotiable truth is why the existence of an anthology of stories like Winged is so important. Winged is our specific and creative response to the bee and pollinator crisis. It carries within it impassioned stories issuing calls to activity in varying forms. Without such books equally Winged, our stories, our burgeoning consciousnesses, would not 'exist'. They would remain untold, unpainted, unwritten, uncomposed, and unexpressed. The power within each of our stories would remain dormant, and we would never realise the potential of what telling them could possibly attain.
Each story is always fabricated for two: the teller and the listener, the writer and the reader. The worth of our stories is in sharing them.
Pulitzer Prize-winning poet Mary Oliver once asked, "Tell me, what is it you programme to practice with your 1 wild, and precious life?" To answer I would be proud to nowadays Ms Oliver with Winged, an anthology of stories for alter. A lesson in how stories can teach us to fly.
Photograph: "A Story About Flying" by Ryan Conners
Nigh the author
Holly Ringland grew up on the southeast Queensland coast in Australia. When she was nine her family lived on the road for 2 years in North America, travelling betwixt national parks, inspiring in Holly what would get a lifelong fascination with different cultures, landscapes, and stories. In her early twenties she moved inland to Commonwealth of australia's Central Desert where she spent iv years working for Uluru-Kata Tjuta National Park and living in the Ancient customs of Mutitjulu. In 2009 Holly moved to the UK and gained her MA in Artistic Writing from the University of Manchester. She is now working on her Artistic Writing PhD with Griffith University and King's Higher London. Holly'south inquiry territory is the symbiosis between the creative writing process, ghosts, place, and memory, amongst other ideas that get left at the door of the garden shed in which she is writing her prose fiction submission for Winged.
More than at hollyringland.com.
Cheers to anybody who responded to our call for submissions, which closed on March 15th. Nosotros are So inspired by your writing and your encouragement. Together, your words are powerful testimony to this moment in history, when humans accept a chance to brand a divergence in the future of pollinators.
We're reading every submission carefully and looking frontwards to existence in touch with y'all afterwards this spring.Winged will exist printed in September 2014, and available for preorder in the coming months. Stay tuned!
In the meantime, we hope you lot'll continue to respond to pollinator decline through your writing, your conversations, and your deportment.
- If you haven't already, sign the pollinator pledge, a simple promise to abound bee-friendly plants and say no to insecticides.
- Consider creating habitat for bees in your thou. In add-on to planting an affluence of fodder, you tin can cull from many simple ways to build nest sites for native pollinators.
- And please join this week's national swarm-in for bees! Sign the petition urging the EPA to act on behalf of pollinators on March 20th, by banning neonicotinoids.
Source: https://wingedbook.com/author/wingededitors/page/2/
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