Nature

The Pear Tree by Sara Wright

She was more than a sapling, so robust. One summer she bowedher tear shaped body,offeringa hundred sweet pearsto any creaturethat sought her gifts.Did the deer remember? Fruit that fermented becamefertilizer for hungry plants. When theygirded her slender trunkthat winter I felt betrayedby the herd of graceful… Read More ›

Wood Frog Mother by Sara Wright

Dead CedarWeek after weekheat, wind, sun,shrinks vernal pools. Ditches are dry.Denizensof wet forest,masked gold leaves,seek shallow depressions fed by Spring. One night theheat wave breaksI smell rain,hear hoarse croaks.I stand thereswallowing soundinhaling fragrant airLamenting absence –so many voices stolenby drought. 

Vigil by Sara Wright

Preface: I am submitting this story for publication because it occurred during the Christian Holy Week and because it involves me, a woman who follows her dreams… That I did so in this instance was important in ways that I… Read More ›