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  • Revenge of the Weeds: Talking with Poet John Bensko

     

    Poet John Bensko recites his poem, "Weeds," and talks with Zachary Sussman about karma, conflict, and seeing beyond the film of familiarity.

    Weeds

    How we love your legs, how
    in the midst of plenty
    we have learned to know

    the hardship of hatred.
    How your blade cuts us,
    and the hooves of your stock tread

    our stalks to mud. In spring's
    gentle sunlight we emerge from clover
    and grow lush beside that other spring,

    the one of water you would wish
    to lie down beside
    were it not for us.

    When you burn us in the field
    we rise to the sky
    in orange flame and yield

    a smoke that blots the sun.
    How then the wind may conspire
    to turn us again

    toward you. We cover you once
    more, no longer in the green itch
    you hated, but the darkness.

  • Poet Pattiann Rogers: Everything out there is saying 'Yes.'

     

    Pattiann Rogers recites her poem, "This Day, Tomorrow, And The Next," and talks with Zachary Sussman about how science is expanding the range of poetic possibilities.

    This Day, Tomorrow, And The Next
    When the blind and the deaf walk
    together into the forest, one of them
    understands the blackness of light
    on a clear day. The other understands
    the deep reach of stillness in a riot of green.

    Both alike feel on their faces
    the floating threads and tatters
    of occasional sun passing through
    the canopy of overlapping branches,
    close thatch of needles, uneven roof
    of broad leaves. And both can name
    the fragrances of sweet sap and damp
    soil, sodden cones, rain-filled mosses.

    But neither encounters the burrow
    of the fungus beetle leaving her eggs
    in the dank of a fallen fir. Neither
    is aware of the yellow of the jewelweed
    to come. Neither is aware of the taste
    of the salmonberry to be. Neither imagines
    the spirit-deer made of thicket shadows,
    the deer known only when imagined.

    Within their inevitable errors
    e...

  • Bangladesh Before the Flood, Part II

     

    OnEarth Articles Editor George Black traveled through Bangladesh for this summer's cover story, The Gathering Storm. Hear more of Emily Voigt’s interview with Black about changing environmental and political climates in one of the world’s most at-risk nations.

    » Read The Gathering Storm
    » Watch Audio Slideshow: Bangladesh Before the Flood

  • Audio Slideshow: Bangladesh Before the Flood

    As global warming deepens its grip on the world, Bangladesh -- where tens of millions live just a few feet above sea level -- faces a grim prognosis. George Black, author of OnEarth Summer 08 cover story The Gathering Storm, says that Bangladesh “is really where everything converges. Not just topography, but also politics, because this is a Muslim country, it’s an incredibly poor country, it’s a very politically unstable country.... If this plays out as we foresee, you could be talking about major international security crises, humanitarian crises, etc.” (For more background on this story, read OnEarth editor Doug Barasch’s intro, A Storm Warning from Bangladesh.)

    In preparing his article, Black traveled the country with landscape photographers Diane Cook and Len Jenshel. Take a trip through the Ganges Delta, with Cook and Jenshel’s photos providing vivid illustration of the story Black tells reporter Emily Voigt.

    » Read The Gathering Storm
    » Hear more George Black: Ban...

  • At the Crossroads of Observation and Imagination: Talking with Poet Brendan Galvin

    Brendan Galvin recites his poem, "Nest" and talks with Zachary Sussman about naturalism, observation, and the fine line poets walk between the perfect poem and going off the edge.

    Nest
    I found it near that corner where
    some Septembers a skinny apple tree
    hangs fruit the size of stoplights,
    the nest itself a palmful,
    fallen intact, the bottom so thin
    I'd be thinking about
    the faith of scarlet tanagers
    had I looked up through it
    and counted four blue-green eggs
    mottled brown, and the nest itself
    like a round of serendipity
    aspiring to elegance,
    tan grasses and a touch of dander
    bound with darker rootlets
    and forbs, meaning any herbs
    that aren't grass or grasslike,
    another collective name for weeds
    like dogshade and rattlebox,
    the nest itself hinting toward
    the centrifugal, the way things go
    when a tree one morning spins
    its contents outward.

  • Connecting GIs with Green Jobs

    Jyl DeHaven, founder of Green Collar Vets, and John Wright, one of the program's participants, talk with Jori Lewis about establishing independence and job security through emerging green industries.

    » Read Looking for a Few Good Men, from OnEarth's Spring 2008 issue

    Related Links
    » The Green Collar Solution, Thomas L. Friedman column, New York Times 10.17.07
    » Millions of Jobs of a Different Collar, New York Times 3.28.08
    » Green for All
    » Apollo Alliance
    » Switching to Green-Collar Jobs, Business Week 1.10.08

  • Memory, Age, and Love Poetry: Talking with Poet Daniel Mark Epstein

    Poet and biographer Daniel Mark Epstein recites his poem, "In Late November," and talks with Zachary Sussman about memory, age, and what it means to be a “love poet.”

    In Late November
    Of the butterfly-bush, whose purple flowers
    The monarch and the swallowtail
    Sipped in August, near my windowpane
    (Such a wealth of wings and flower clusters
    I could hardly see the grass, the trees)
    Only stalks and branches remain,
    And panicles tipped with russet berries.
    Now I see everything so vividly:
    The young woman on her hands and knees,
    Planting the meek shrubs three years ago --
    Three short years and thirteen feet below --
    Told me the light was perfect here and so
    The plants would thrive, just wait and see
    How gracefully the flowers would bear wings.
    I would see her when she was not there,
    Then go blind, standing right beside her.
    How could I begin to explain such things?
    Soon enough the blossoms reached my sill,
    A floor above her terrace flat. Too late
    For her to see the wonder she had wrou...

  • Hard Choices: George Black on Compromise and the Conservation Ethic

    OnEarth articles editor George Black reads his essay "Time to Be Unfaithful to Old Faithful," and talks with Emily Voigt about controversy and compromise in modern environmentalism.

  • A Conversation with Poet Chard deNiord

    Chard deNiord recites his poems, "Tree of Wisdom" and "Behold, The Lord God Bird," talks with Zachary Sussman about enlightenment, and recounts the strange, sad tale of a bird beyond imagination.

    Tree of Wisdom
    I am taken in by its stand and breadth,
    marveling at its brawn and reach of branches,
    studying each leaf like the page of a sacred book,
    embracing its trunk like a void.
    I hear the prophecy of a lark in the density
    of foliage: "The vision awaits its time;
    hastens to the end." Until this time arrives,
    I am content to sit and stare and climb.
    I am compelled to bet my life on the fact
    that this is the first work of revelation,
    calling a tree tree, leaves leaves.
    It is the good work of a scientist.
    It is the hidden work of a common man.
    I say its name like the bird who can't stop singing,
    Ten Thousand Things In One, and then this prayer,
    Om mani padme hum. The jewel is in the world.
    I lie in the shade of its canopy
    and listen to the genius above deny her name.
    I turn its green to...

  • A Conversation With Poet Mark Halperin

    Mark Halperin recites his poems "No Two Snowflakes are the Same" and "Quail in December," talks with Zachary Sussman about the mystery of human identity, and questions our faith in knowledge.

    No Two Snowflakes Are the Same
    How could anyone have checked, or is this
    something else to accept on faith, like enough is enough
    or what's good for big business
    is good for the country and each time I love
    you is said it's different? How do you tell
    Africans, for whom it's usual

    to substitute egret feathers in
    translations: no two plumes are a match, and why
    does that sound that less dubious? Once you begin
    asking there's the icy cold, the six-sided-
    symmetry--too much that's unique to trust
    induction. Here the rare returns like dust

    you can't brush off and yearnings that go on
    to become those persistent selves we resume
    each morning as if by magic. The power of reason,
    like past and future, could be a myth, and Hume,
    be right: cause is no more than an habitual
    association. Like doubt, but less ...

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