Let me tell you of the forest,
stories written in earth tongue
transmitted by mycelial mat.
Bare limbs severed,
rib cages buried in moss.
Michele S. Cornelius spent years chasing clouds on the back roads of the west, but is now settled in Southeast Alaska where she wanders in old-growth forests, admires the sea, and works to capture ephemeral bits of nature. Her website is michelescornelius.com.