Bear A poem by Paula J. Lambert BearJust past midnight, a bear and a wolverine thrashed through the bushes outside our living room window. Or maybe that god-awful sound was just a raccoon falling off the roof. No bears in this part of Ohio. No wolverines. But in the... Continue Reading →
Redbuds A poem by Paula J. Lambert Redbuds On the way there, an enormous deer lay on the side of the road, covered in black vultures—one in Horaltic pose. I’d read the text on my way to the car: There’s... Continue Reading →
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