Archive for Nature


While the ice remains
frozen on branches
beneath a sodium-colored
sky somewhere a fox is
curled in its den.


Perimelasma and apogalacticon
compete for my love tonight,
finalists in a tournament
of celestial words, with “eccentric anomaly”
waiting in the wings.

Journey to the Center of the Moon

The people on the other side of the moon
lie on their backs and watch the stars
or spend the hot bright day sleeping indoors
not dreaming that we’re down here
spinning rapidly and sloshing around
at the core of their giant planet.


This quiet night after
last night’s rain is louder.

Cloud Angels, apparently not on purpose

Smoke AngelRussel E Cooley

Fluid dynamics