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Hi, I'm Greg
dad, author, poet, essayist and organic market gardener.
"When the monarchs gather in El Rosario
the mountain pines turn to dragon tails
sheathed in scales of flickering copper
a million paper fans or outcrops of translucent
skin—like some lush plague of light and color."
From "The Times of Butterflies"
Prairie Fire, Vol 42, No. 1, Spring 2021
"And the thrush skips along the bramble
that the stone wall keeps from falling,
knits the hawthorn, cypress and willow
like a needle, keeping the whole of this world
together."
From "The Keeping"
Appearing at Rust + Moth
Let's
Grow
Together
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