A poem for those last, difficult winter days. An original poem from Tell the Turning, with audio by Juliana Finch.
The Hopper
Gift
Cézanne, synchronicity, and an argument for weeds. An original poem, published in The Hopper.
Dispatches from the Middle of the Night
More than once, I’ve felt the night slip closed around me— not a comfort, exactly—& looked up into a sky I cannot refuse.
Off-Base
On birds and beaches and shifting baselines, navy bases, and the tangled wrackline of that feeling: home.
Off-Base
Snowy plovers, burrowing owls, and a complicated relationship with the Star-Spangled Banner.
Tara K. Shepersky 