In HOPE IS THE VIXEN FOX, Jenna Rindo considers motherhood as fierce as well as full of grace — for the vixen as well as humans.

In his poem WHERE YOU FEEL MOST CONNECTED TO THE LAND? Curt Meine gives his answer lyrically naming the places he feels most connected to.

In LANDSCAPE OF HOME poet Nancy Noelke speaks directly to her place, the Upper Mississippi River Valley.

In her poem EVEN WHILE STILL Megan Muthupandiyan praises the northern leopard frog as a holy being.

Tim Moder gives poetic instruction for collecting stone in his poem HOW TO FIND AN AGONY ON THE BEACH AT DUTCHMAN’S CREEK.

In his poem ON THE VERNAL EQUINOX WITH SNOW SHOWERS EXPECTED, DeWitt Clinton considers creatures as he drives each day across the Kettle Moraine.

Macy Washow considers names we give to place over time in her poem NAMES THAT SHAPE US.

Freesia McKee considers the water that moves beneath our feet through stone in her poem SKUNK HOLLOW MINE.

Scott Lowery captures the textures, sounds, light, shadow, and the glide of cross-country skiing in his poem NOT QUITE TOO LATE.

Driving the road to a loved one’s late-in-life bedside can raise many memories at dusk captured in Jane Harred’s poem TWILIGHT.