I’m delighted to announce that Shanti Arts LLC will be publishing my second collection of poetry, “Wolf, Flower, Frost: Twelve Months of Moons!” It will be out sometime in the next 12 months. The collection contains all small poems, haiku and the like, and is organized around the twelve months of the year. Each monthContinue reading “Coming Soon: “Wolf, Flower, Frost: Twelve Months of Moons””
Tag Archives: nature poetry
Sharing Art and Connection
I love the way artists inspire one another. It can be really friendly! Yesterday, I got an email from Will, a friend – through – another -friend who came to a reading in July. This picture of him is from one of my favorite spots, our local heart rock wall. I’ve written about this magicalContinue reading “Sharing Art and Connection”
Eurypterus Remipes
This year, the following poem won 2nd place in the New York State Fair Poetry Contest! It was a joy to go there and read it aloud, along with other contest winners. My inner 8-year-old was thrilled to learn that there was such a thing as a State Fossil. And then when I saw whatContinue reading “Eurypterus Remipes”
When Roe Fell
On a Friday of heartbreakone of the neighborhood vixenshelped herself to cherriesdropped on the groundby our backyard treenosing nonchalantlyfor a hospitable half hourno question to her freedomsjust an omnivorewith no dilemmaonly juicy bursts of sourand gentle pink lightthrough tree branchesat the end of a better dayin the history of foxesthan of humans. Stacey Murphy, 6/24/2022
Matsukaze
Matsukaze meaning: pine in the wind (Japanese) I came upon themIn the clearing –An old woman in a puffy coatAnd bright pink hatSurrounded by hemlocks and oaksAnd the swaying stopped my steps. “Matsukaze” she breathed, eyes closed,Arms stretched upAs she stood arms out,Fingers splayed to December airAnd leaned,Just a little,This way then thatLike theContinue reading “Matsukaze”
Late November Hope
My shoes celebrate the forest floorweeks ago they crunched the leaves on this pathloud and delectablehomemade potato chips for the feetand today the frozen mud, like clayyielding in its satisfying wayas I move through these trees againasking in each seasonwhether strangers who know your secretsare really strangers at all? The hemlocks know what I wonderasContinue reading “Late November Hope”
Leaves Let Go
It is not the way of leaves to care about how they fall. It doesn’t matter whether there are heavy, thunder-filled clouds overhead or miles of bright blue and sunshine. A leaf doesn’t cry out in pain if a harsh wind tugs it from its twig nor does it giggle with mischief if it managesContinue reading “Leaves Let Go”
Fledglings
A brown cardinal babynestled in the crookof our back porch trumpet vineinvisible until her big red dad returnedagain and againbearing grubs to nourishand maybe sootheafter her important launch. Later in Targeta mom scouring aislesher own fledgling just new in a dormthe store shelvesbare of what she really sought:Comfort. Love.Courage for a newly flown almost-manHis deepeningContinue reading “Fledglings”
For Solstice 2021
I tried an experiment today. I wrote six short stream-of-consciousness type poems as the day went on. The first two were written yesterday, but the second one got rewrote a bit, and then today, others came and went – and the last one was done during a thunderstorm. It was fun to play with tryingContinue reading “For Solstice 2021”
Book Love!
What’s really fun? When your people let you know that they’ve received their copies of your new book! These little surprise posts have been popping up on my Facebook feed all month, and I am humbled by and grateful for the reminders of all the kind people I have in my life. These images areContinue reading “Book Love!”
Stacey Murphy __ Poems 