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NASA says something strange is happening with our Universe and how quickly it’s expanding.…. Hubble data, encompassing a variety of cosmic objects

Ballet of chance. Drifters who nevertheless own the sea—see-through light fixtures trailing their cords, plugged into the space of home. Windows on

a woman says one morning, paused on the Appalachian Trail after catching me hunched over, prostrate in the duff, worshiping unseen deities

Today I’m uniquely positioned for gratitude. Take this painting, hung just for me in this house built just for me too though

1. Violent collisions— shoals giving way to brine concentrate the Beaufort Sea thickened into a lens aimed at our theories, our coasted

These three poems, excerpted from "Father Daughter Poetry Book Club Redux," are dialogues between me (MDS) and unpublished words written by my

I sat naked on a rock. The high mountain stream cut a rough channel, collecting in a pool above a small waterfall.

During our morning walk, my dog finds a dead bird or chipmunk rotting under a pile of leaves. I pretend I’m OK

By late August, it was clear my zucchini was doomed. So was the cucumber. The drought had not been kind to these

When insomnia visits, I find myself numbering wandering things: sand, pollen, electrons, wildebeests, Aristotelian wombs. Or Shelley walking the Alpine glaciers, unnerved