Lainey S. CronkSelf-portrait, with detailsI don’t know how long I hunkered beside a shrubby big-leaf maple on that mosquito-ridden slope before I noticed. An hour, perhaps, spent…4d ago4d ago
Lainey S. CronkThings to carry, willinglyToday on my fingertips, charcoal and wax: residue of four scribbled pages offered to the flames, their scratchy gymnastics on paper having…Jun 12Jun 12
Lainey S. CronkBlessingAn eight-foot length of bark leans just ajar of its redwood, catching light in that slight space:Jun 3Jun 3
Lainey S. CronkPieces of trees which have descended from trunks, variouslya whole top story tip-first into soil, carrying arms of madrone as a scattering of rose petals, still upright among the woods, but upside…Mar 24Mar 24
Lainey S. CronkSovereigndeep in the woods wide fluted edges of old stump serves as a throne on which rests the forest’s government: golden oak leaves, curls of…Dec 21, 2023Dec 21, 2023
Lainey S. CronkUniverseIt’s a 62-degree drop from blue tarp hot tub to stone patio, moon near full, owl now silent, to put another stick on the small fireDec 13, 2023Dec 13, 2023
Lainey S. CronkMerry Go: StopRhythms seeks — circling a selected rest — a study:Nov 10, 2023Nov 10, 2023
Lainey S. CronkMerry Go: GroundThe rhythms of being human (poet, keeper, conversant, trainee) chafe; something deep seeks stasis and I perpetually arrange, circling a…Nov 9, 2023Nov 9, 2023
Lainey S. CronkMerry Go: RefocusThe rhythms of being human (bipedal) chafe; something deep seeks stasis and I perpetually arrange, circlingNov 9, 2023Nov 9, 2023
