Category Archives: Wild Life

The Last 3 Poems of April

Posted on April 29, 2016 by randomyriad

Day Light Moon shadow stained mirror or  A ghostly embryo floating in a womb of sky?   Fresh Water Habitat Ruffled water, lilly leaves drift in anchored circles, birds gabble and croak and whistle beyond the trees on the far shore an … Continue reading →

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Visions of April: Poems and Pictures

Posted on April 10, 2016 by randomyriad

Why Child I draw a storm of letters, Tangled in spider silk, buzzing winged things flutter. Vibrations multiplied fingers on strings stutter. I roll a bowl of noise between the frames, birds of different feathers flock swoop the bees shock … Continue reading →

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Lena Dreams of the Wetlands

Posted on September 5, 2015 by randomyriad

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

Posted on March 30, 2015 by randomyriad

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

Posted on January 2, 2014 by randomyriad

  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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