Last Dance of the Sage Grouse

Last Dance of the Sage Grouse

by Travis London (Deep Green Arts) by Alex Eisenberg by Elisabeth Robson Thank you so much to everyone who submitted art and poetry for the Last Dance of the Sage Grouse. We were privileged to witness the sage grouse at their lek for the second time since we founded...
First, There’s the World

First, There’s the World

First, There’s the World by Will Falk First, there’s wind kissing your breast, chills chapping your lips, and frost on your sleeping bag before dawn. First, there’s salmon swimming upstream, heron stalking blue-gill, and grizzly bear brothers wrestling. First, there’s...
Desert Prognosis

Desert Prognosis

Desert Prognosis by Will Falk Wrapped in the dark blanket of night, huddled and feverish with cosmic infections, either I’m shaking or the sky is. I look to the heavens with so many wishes. But, there are only so many shooting stars. The last star is erratic, bouncing...
This American Solstice

This American Solstice

This American Solstice by Will Falk Light, made stronger by the dark, flows from the half moon, and makes the long journey down to dance with her bright kin, the flames leaping from a thousand bonfires. Druid whispers are almost audible as they scatter from groves of...
Ice reclaims the land

Ice reclaims the land

Dawn breaks over the small creek The night’s hard ice sparkles on every stone Light floods the land Fifty pronghorn crest the low rise to the east Making their seasonal migration The sun sweeps a wide, low arc across the firmament The cold stillness so crisp and...
As Tradition Goes Up in Smoke

As Tradition Goes Up in Smoke

As Tradition Goes Up in Smoke by Will Falk When the frost of ancestral protection vanishes with rising temperatures and minds grow soft with amnesia, they come in heavy trucks to mine memories and steal stories. Glaciers remain, for now, wavering, with teardrops...