THE POET BY DAY

look at those trees, will you, look! sun bursting into dazzling columns and eucalyptus dripping its stringy bark, drizzling its medicinal scent dragonflies stretch stenciled wings zephyr mambos with wild grasses...

“Concentrate on what you want to say to yourself and your friends. Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness. You say what you want to say when you don’t care...

We’re getting ready to hit the publish button on this month’s issue of  The BeZine in a few hours. The theme this month is Environment/Environmental Justice. Here, our friend Judith Black...

this rough-barked sequoia stump, sitting in majesty in its coastal home, victim of wildfire, burned down to its gnarly roots, its nicks, holes and char, eons of scars, life seemingly cut...