For Ruskin (Bowland Fells, England)

Peel back the metal of technology
use that giant sardine key
don’t be surprised as you pry
finding hairy tubers
earth clinging
blood leaking from a stone

Who reads the wind
wizards who care or witches
tying knots for sailors

Who sees the snow
before it flies
and knows by smell the size of its flake

 

About the Poet: Maria Domenica DiElsi is a retired professor of art history and photography living as close to the land as possible in the city of Philadelphia. A longtime world traveler and landscape photographer she recently admitted that she has also been (and continues to be) a poet.

 

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