"Out of the forest at last there stood the mountain, wholly unveiled, awful in bulk and majesty, filling all the view like a separate, new-born world, yet withal so fine and so beautiful it might well fire the dullest observer to desperate enthusiasm." — John Muir,...

"Because of her, we think and create. Because of her, we make songs. Because of her, the designs appear as we weave. Because of her, we tell stories and laugh. We believe in old values and new ideas. Hayoołkáałgo Sisnaajiní bik'ehgo hózhónígo naashá" — Luci Tapahonso, "This Is How They Were...

Tomorrow is easy, but today is uncharted, Desolate, reluctant as any landscape To yield what are laws of perspective After all only to the painter's deep Mistrust, a weak instrument though Necessary. Of course some things Are possible, it knows, but it doesn't know Which ones. Some day we will try To do...

“There is something moving between us, But we hurtle on in close conjunction for a while.” –from “Eclipse” by Leland Kinsey Eclipses from Trio Leland Kinsey The Janus Press: VT, 2014 N7433.4 A1 T75 2015 From the colophon: “These poems appeared previously in Northern Almanac published by Catamount Arts in St Johnsbury...