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From “The Return,” by Linda Hogan in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Grasses swallow earth and vines consume the sunlight / To create the small egg-shaped gourds.”

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The Return - Ecotone
In the place where rivers meet near the temple of forest we once lived with wavering shadows of darkness, light, and the fruits that grew from our
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From “Bleachflood,” by Amit Majmudar in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Every year the Year of the Weevil, / Dead bees sprinkling the gravel, / Honey and harvest laced with ricin...”

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Bleachflood - Ecotone
1. Every year the Year of the Weevil, Dead bees sprinkling the gravel, Honey and harvest laced with ricin, Muir Woods blazing, kyrie eleison. Withered
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From “Late Night Let Down,” by Katherine Indermaur in Ecotone 37 🌕

“her kingdom tugs / at her bidding its heavy tides // her fists like pin curls / spring against the light”

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Late Night Letdown - Ecotone
little queen of take of squeal & swallow her kingdom tugs at her bidding its heavy tides her fists like pin curls spring against the light everything
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July 30, 2025 at 8:18 PM
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From “Ghost Fishing,” by Sara Kass in Ecotone 37 🌕

“We gulped down / promises of light, of warmth, of more time / owed to us. We tried to drown out // how it all had to end. . .”

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Ghost Fishing - Ecotone
All that we didn’t know to mourn, we fished for: the slick scales of a blue morning breathing, the gilled ghost of moon we fished for, its slick scales of
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July 29, 2025 at 7:21 PM
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From “Solstice,” by Hailey Leithauser in Ecotone 37 🌕

“I’m waiting up late / for this great moon / to burn out. . .”

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Solstice - Ecotone
I’m waiting up late for this great moon to burn out. Certainly, soon, its bulb must pop in a white heartstop fission of light, and small bats dance the
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July 28, 2025 at 8:29 PM
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From “A hard-edged glow,” by Rachel Nelson in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Who loved me / when I was a tough-skinned / melon—a lump // of red coal...”

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A hard-edged glow - Ecotone
Who loved me when I was a tough-skinned melon—a lump of red coal—the porous lip of a dug-out skunk hole? I have only a small amount of magic now. Spells
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July 25, 2025 at 11:17 PM
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From “Look Up Mammal,” by Carolyn Oliver in Ecotone 37 🌕

“Look up mammal > / prompts the phone, unprompted. I do...”

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Look Up Mammal - Ecotone
Look up mammal > prompts the phone, unprompted. I do           look up, mammal that I am: the scarred parasol          beech—gray-skinned
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July 24, 2025 at 4:44 PM
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From “Revelation of the Porpoise,” by Su Love in Ecotone 37 🌕

“O! Allsound, inrush, rip-sweep, erupting– / I lost the count–blazestar music hurling...”

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Revelation of the Porpoise - Ecotone
It was literally raining fish of all descriptions—sharks, tuna, porpoises! —James R. Smallen, on a hydrogen bomb test and the ensuing tidal wave in the
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July 22, 2025 at 8:06 PM
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From “Revelation of the Porpoise,” by Su Love in Ecotone 37 🌕

“O! Allsound, inrush, rip-sweep, erupting– / I lost the count–blazestar music hurling...”

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Revelation of the Porpoise - Ecotone
It was literally raining fish of all descriptions—sharks, tuna, porpoises! —James R. Smallen, on a hydrogen bomb test and the ensuing tidal wave in the
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July 22, 2025 at 8:05 PM
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On the Verge - Ecotone
Traveling through the Atacama Desert we drive into a lake of salt— el salar, they call it: a white crust that some Frenchman called lunar, despoiling, dry
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July 21, 2025 at 5:01 PM
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The Witch Dreams of Black Bulls - Ecotone
The child is sick. Pale, listless, and not yet one year old. His mother holds him close, feeds him spoonfuls of syrup, vials of bitter drops, and all the
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July 21, 2025 at 4:59 PM
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From “The Moon Moves,” by Elissa Favero in Ecotone 37 🌕

“To bring home the far reaches of the universe, my father gathered and shaped the materials of this world.”

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The Moon Moves - Ecotone
Box step. Feather step. Whisking. Winging. Weaving steps in the shape of a grapevine. Swiveling hips and pulling arms: flossing, flossing. Feeling the
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July 17, 2025 at 3:08 PM
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July 16, 2025 at 5:08 PM
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Eclipse - Ecotone
It was the fall of 1996, a lunar eclipse was looming, and the world was different. Back in Boulder the four of us—my younger brother, my old friend Hones,
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July 15, 2025 at 5:11 PM
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Missing Girl - Ecotone
Hannah and Michael were playing missing girl again. A jump rope snaked around Hannah’s waist, lacing her to the base of the oak in her front yard. Hannah
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Blessing for the End Times - Ecotone
We can’t stop counting backwards & why not? Tonight’s moon, blood- blistering her eclipse as our necks crane star-ward, should be answer enough.
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July 11, 2025 at 9:32 PM
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Fall :: Viburnum - Ecotone
Before leaves lose their green, the season sighs a beat     in September, a pause, & once-ferocious weeds die back. Ripe tomatoes
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July 9, 2025 at 3:32 PM
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July 8, 2025 at 2:44 PM
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From “Firefly Ode” by Jason Gray in Ecotone 37 🌕:

“As the sky turned down, I made my trespass / Into their constellation. The air unbound / The hundred lanterns.”

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Firefly Ode - Ecotone
The hundred lanterns rising from the grass Had once resided underground As if in bunkers waiting for the sound Of an all clear from the tilt of earth’s
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July 2, 2025 at 6:57 PM
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From “Solo,” by Susan McLean in Ecotone 37 🌕:

“O mono-Moon, / who throws cold frowns on fools who woo, / O mono-Moon, / no cotton wool nor soft cocoon . . .”

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Solo - Ecotone
O mono-Moon, who throws cold frowns on fools who woo,    O mono-Moon, no cotton wool nor soft cocoon, who holds no roof
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July 1, 2025 at 8:33 PM
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From “73 (Song, with Wrens’ Wings),” by Nathaniel Perry in Ecotone 37 🌕:

“Whenever they sin // they feel alright about it. They do not start / everything over.”

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73 (Song, with Wrens’ Wings) - Ecotone
I dreamed I was such as are of a clean heart,              for they are not in trouble, as other men              are. They don’t get plagued. Whenever
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Ma Barker Floats Across Lake Weir - Ecotone
the most vicious, dangerous, and resourceful criminal brain of the last decade. —J. Edgar Hoover, upon Ma Barker’s death by FBI shootout, 1935 The most
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June 27, 2025 at 3:20 PM
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From “Pancake Ode” by Molly Peacock in Ecotone 37 🌕:

“What makes me so alive I eat /
a buckwheat disc with a crispy edge?”

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Pancake Ode - Ecotone
Buckwheat disc with a crispy edge, stave off mourning, morning flirt. Little pancake like a ledge (stave off mourning, morning flirt) from which to peer
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June 26, 2025 at 3:01 PM