Before the Throne Room

Last winter I had the pleasure of attending the AWP Writer’s Conference in Washington DC. Having just been to D.C. last spring on a family vacation, I had already seen many of the museums and monuments, but my hotel was within blocks of one that hadn’t made our list last spring, The National Portrait Gallery…

The Parable of the Ferns and Hosta

Next to a sturdy brick building, a tree was planted long ago. It grew tall and strong, but the landscape designers–untrained in botany or horticulture–planted it too close to the drainage grate. The tree was to them another piece of medium rather than a living, growing thing. And so every spring the nearby building would…

Welcome!

“Have you felt the expanse and contours of grief / along the edges of a big Norway maple? / Have you winced at the orange flare / searing the curves of a curling dogwood?”   from “The Shapes of Leaves” by Arthur Sze