Category Archives: Wild Life

Lena Dreams of the Wetlands

Lena hadn’t thought about manatees in several years, but that did not stop her from dreaming about them that night in July. The merganser is the kind of crested duck that will rip your heart out of your living body, and then … Continue reading

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What baboons and Hannah Arendt can teach us about human behavior that could save us from ourselves

If I had control over the curriculum of high schools in the U.S., two videos, the 2012 film Hannah Arendt and the documentary “Stress,The portrait of a Killer”, would be shown in a course all students would have to take called … Continue reading

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The Wilderness Inside

  the wilderness inside There is no escaping the wild.  It is everywhere, in cars and in airplanes at 40,000 feet. Inside my head are vines of forgotten jungles And microbes more ancient than the first people.   The wild … Continue reading

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Work in Progress #2: Title Search and a Dream of Circles

I have been thinking about a title for this piece of writing. The only one I can come up with at this point that sums up the feeling I have for what my life is now: “Work in Progress.” For … Continue reading

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Four Dreams From November

#1 Through the skeleton-keyhole, dark smoke oozed, forming a cloud monster with two red points of light near the top. I know the lights were just for show, not eyes. The power producing the monster perceives me in a different … Continue reading

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