Poems and reflections on animals, wild places, and the forgotten bond between human life and the living world.
A quiet return to instinct, wonder, and the deeper connection people once shared with the earth.
Read the WritingI write because I do not believe the distance between people and nature is natural. The birds still know where to go. The tides still answer the moon. Animals still live by senses we once carried more closely within ourselves. Somewhere along the way, we stepped out of that rhythm.
These writings are my way of leaning back toward it. Toward the fields, the creatures, the weather, the silence, and the old feeling that human life was once part of the same breathing world instead of standing apart from it. I do not write as an expert. I write as someone listening for what is still there.
My hope is simple. To feel the earth less as scenery and more as kin again. And maybe, through these poems and reflections, help others remember that they belong to it too.