The Geecologist

The Trees

The Trees

Mar 1, 2015 | Featured, Fiction | 0 comments

The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they did too. Their yearly trick of looking new Is written down in rings of...
anyone lived in a pretty how town

anyone lived in a pretty how town

Feb 14, 2015 | Featured, Fiction, Poetry | 0 comments

anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells down) spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his did. Women and men (both little and small) cared for anyone not at all they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same sun moon stars...
The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists

The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists

Jan 7, 2015 | Fiction | 0 comments

This individual had two patches on the seat of his trousers and the bottoms of the legs of that garment were frayed and ragged. He had been out of work for about six weeks previous to having been taken on by Rushton & Co. During most of that time he and his...
Now you depart, and though your way may lead…

Now you depart, and though your way may lead…

Dec 15, 2014 | Fiction, Poetry | 0 comments

Now you depart, and though your way may lead Through airless forests thick with hagar trees, Through places steeped in heat, stifling and dry, Where breath comes hard, and no fresh breeze can reach – Yet may God place a shield of coolest air Between your body and the...
Mockingbird

Mockingbird

Oct 7, 2014 | Fiction | 0 comments

I stretched myself in the chair and yawned. Then I said, “What happened to conversations? Why don’t people talk anymore, Bob?” He looked at me. “Yes,” he said, as though he had been thinking about the same thing himself. “When I was newly made, back in Cleveland,...