Letter to America by Sean Hill
Guest Editorial Dear America, I’d meant to send a postcard from the road last summer, in early June, before Charlottesville and tiki torches were in the news. I flew my 69-year-old father up to...
View ArticleLetter to America by Bob Ferguson
Guest Editorial Dear America, Thank you for your letters—thousands of them. When sitting down to write about the Trump Administration and this dark chapter in our nation’s history, I realized no...
View ArticleOld Roads, New Stories: Seven Seeds by Rob Carney
A Literary Series ome things, even important things like another news day of scandal (the whole ditch-flow of murk where there ought to be a president) flow by, and you don’t hear them. But...
View ArticleLetter to America by Tim McNulty
The Elwha: A River and a Vision Restored Dear America, More than 200 feet below me, the blue-gray rush of the Elwha River cuts through the narrow walls of Glines Canyon on Washington’s Olympic...
View ArticleLetter to America by Joni Tevis
Guest Editorial Dear America, Some things I think about every day. Sandy Hook. Marjory Stoneman Douglas. I must find a way safely to distribute this pressure. So I’m trying, with you, to check in...
View ArticleTwo Poems by Eugene Marckx
Click button above to hear Eugene Marckx introduce and read this poem, or click here to download poem in .mp3 format. Before Winter Just to go there and breathe that air and see that river...
View ArticleOne Poem by David Axelrod
Click button above to hear David Axelrod read this poem, or click here to download poem in .mp3 format. Memory-Hoard I. Contrails pass above the Rockies today, and I know my grandson kneels up...
View ArticleOld Roads, New Stories: Traveling Through Time by Rob Carney
A Literary Series Driving West-Northwest on the Interstate There’s a road sign along I-70 near the Utah/Colorado border that says, “Travel Through Time.” I didn’t exit, though. I figured it wasn’t...
View ArticleThe Lawns, So Well-Tended by Ana Maria Spagna
he lawns wowed me daily, the green green grass and the sidewalks swept of leaves and the neighbors on the weekends in work gloves and shorts, foreheads sweating, weeding beneath the shrubs, tending...
View ArticleOld Roads, New Stories: Truth > The News by Rob Carney
A Literary Series Click button above to hear Rob Carney read this edition of Old Roads, New Stories, or click here to download the column in .mp3 format. The End of March 2019 I saw my friend Nano....
View ArticleSoundscapes Podcast Episode 2: Conservation in Verse
The Terrain.org Podcast Curated by Miranda Perrone In our second episode of Soundscapes, we present Conservation in Verse: Authors, Artists, and Activists on Protecting the Landscapes We Love....
View ArticleOld Roads, New Stories: Summer Math Quiz by Rob Carney
A Literary Series Most of my summer jobs were jobs I got from teachers. I don’t mean they hired me, and I don’t mean jobs in education. I mean that they knew the ins-and-outs from doing it...
View ArticleBeauty to Seduce, Beauty to Preserve: Creating the Columbia Gorge National...
The Columbia River Gorge is the only place in the world where a mighty river crashes through the entirety of a mountain range. e go about our lives as a fairly utilitarian species. Land, water, and...
View ArticleSoundscapes Episode 2: Conservation in Verse
The Terrain.org Podcast Curated by Miranda Perrone In our second episode of Soundscapes, we present Conservation in Verse: Authors, Artists, and Activists on Protecting the Landscapes We Love....
View ArticleTwo Poems by Dennis Held
This River’s Part As now, each evening brings a last embarrassment Of light that shames the setting sun to drop its fan, A tawdry final display. But as the darkness Sways its daily way, up from deepest...
View ArticleBuried Lives and Divided Selves: An Interview with Debra Gwartney
Every memoir I love and admire does the same essential work—examining the interior of the person called ‘I’ with one central aim: increased self-awareness. Introduction hen I was a child of eight, my...
View ArticleLetter to America: Quiet, the Sound of Freedom
Dear People of the United States, I write to you on Saturday, May 2nd, the 57th day of our sequestration in Seattle. As I write, the Blue Angels and Thunderbirds are buzzing over the cities of...
View ArticleThree Poems by Jennifer Bullis
Stone Circle with Litter Ilkley Moor, Yorkshire I am twelve tall standing stones, I am the peaty dirt covering them almost to their tips, I am the airy something hovering in their midst as you hike to...
View ArticleLetter to America: A Cuppa with Dear America
In Covid times, time comes at us differently. Dear America: My son taught me to brew tea in a silver corona pierced with moon and stars. To pinch up the thirsty curls and drop them into that tiny...
View ArticleLetter to America: Cycling Through It
How to hold space for the landscape losses we perceive daily, how to imagine fiercely within the terrain of ongoing uncertainty? Dear America, I bike commute on a rail trail that links two rural...
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