state natural area poems #28: cherry lake sedge meadow

we follow sodden grooves

thru till. and exult in the sedge-mat

treading the dew-crystalled mud

cherry lake sedge meadow is certainly more sedge meadow than lake. a delightful trek over glacial till, circumambulating the wetland—sedge meadow, yes, but also a calcareous fen and a bog to the northeast. so much moss, so much fungus. not many birds left—though a solitary chickadee and a crow could be heard at times. worth a trip back in the spring or summer.

thanks to the wisconsin dnr for keeping this land.

state natural area poems #27: huiras lake a, b, c, & d

sun on swamp texture

grass curve, trunk strength

wet earth medicine

thank you

for all

the water

this is the people’s land

we also belong to it

though often blind our eyes

infection numbers rise

lake and swamp and woods

sculpting the heart’s till

huiras lake state natural area is a variety of habitats: dry mesic forest, relict kettle bog, conifer and hardwood swamp, hardwater seepage lake, shrub-carr, and tamarack-white cedar swamp, and a stretch of open grassland to boot. we found these burrows on the rise going back to the parking area. they were bigger than they look in the photo.

i keep finding that the kind of wetland i end up in has to be the best kind of wetland. when i was in bog country mid last week, bogs were where it was at. but then when i stumbled on a micro-marsh on saturday, it couldn’t get any better. and when we entered the tree cover of the huiras lake sna conifer-hard wood swamp, i knew swamps are the best. but now i remember how alive i felt at the fen we visited last month… i suppose they each have their particular charm!

thanks to the ozaukee cty land trust and wdnr for tending this land!

state natural area poems #26: franklin savanna a, b, c, d, & e

a.

terror of bare limbs

against dark sky

half-moon alive, aloft

b.

follow deer trail

redwing, cattail

moss-log, marsh edge

c. this is marsh

circumambulation

rot and growth aligned

d.

to rule over your creatures?

do not drain these wetlands

let them flourish as they will

e.

here among the oak leaves

small scoop of skull-bone

stream bed dry for now

franklin savanna is the remains of the kind of oak savanna that used to cover much of southern wisconsin (including the area where i grew up). a diverse site with mesic forest, ryan creek, savanna remnant, forested and open wetlands, and agricultural fields, there’s lots to explore, lots of edges. a sunrise hike today was just the ticket.

thanks to mke county parks and the friends of franklin’s parks for preserving the site. also, it appears that plans to rehabilitate the site have stalled. i wonder if we can get them going again…

state natural area poems #25: sapa spruce bog a & b

a.

downed logs saturated

cobbles for white-tail hooves

spring thru grass and water

b.

sumac flair

prevents entry—

bog country

sapa spruce bog is a black spruce-tamarack bog (southernmost instance in wi) located in a kettle hole left by the receding glacier at last ice age’s end. it’s very acidic and has what is called “houghton muck” for soil–wow. we stopped by the northern edge (access is restricted to research) to see and smell the hardwood swamp habitat and met a buck wandering along the road. he quickly disappeared into the bog with lots more knowledge of such things than us.

thanks to the university of wisconsin-milwaukee field station for tending this pristine bog.

state natural area poems #24: cedarburg bog a, b, & c

a.

glacial lake

water dream

mud fossil

b.

tumbled rock above

glistening eyes below

twilit bog life

c.

geese call at sunset. white cedar,

tamarack—tall family. feathery

splays in moss, grass, sedge, peeping

over duckweed. basswood sleeps unstirring.

cedarburg bog was once a glacial lake. the bog contains six lakes, shrub-carr, and a string bog (typical of much farther north in n. america). birches and basswood live here, along with white cedar and tamarack swamp forest. on my way thru, i met a very talkative black-capped chickadee.

thanks to the university of wisconsin-milwaukee field station, wi dnr and friends of cedarburg bog for tending this land.

A Nomination for the Pushcart!

It’s an honor and a pleasure to share that the literary journal Presence has nominated my translation of the Old English poem “The Ruin” for the 2021 Pushcart Prize.

“The Ruin” is a poem composed in Old English and copied down in the tenth-century Exeter Book, the first anthology of English poetry. My translation brings the poem into Present Day English but also “translates” the poem’s scene (an Anglo-Saxon looking at Roman ruins in Britain) to a modern one (a Midwesterner looking at the Middle Woodland mound in Lake Park, Milwaukee).

It’s good fun, if a bit morose, and I’m so pleased to have it nominated. Thanks, Presence, anonymous Anglo-Saxon poet and scribe, and Woodlanders!

“Meskonsing” Poem in Amethyst Review

Here‘s a new poem of mine that’s near and dear to my heart. I wrote it about a trip to Man Mound in Sauk County, Wisconsin. Man Mound is the only remaining anthropomorphic effigy mound in North America, and it is tremendous and numinous and beautiful. And the Sauk County Historical Society has been preserving it for over a hundred years.

If you like, you can help preserve the mound and contribute to educational materials at the site etc. here. And if you read the poem, stick around and look at some of the others the Review has been putting out lately; they’re free and great.

If you’re interested in a bit more about the mounds, you can read my short essay on them here.

Thanks Amethyst Review and Sauk County Historical Society!

*Photo of Man Mound by Ethan Brodsky, courtesy of Sauk County Historical Society.

state natural area poems #22, a & b: karcher springs

a.

dried remnant of the year

seed capsules blow in the driving wind

yet your stream flows on clear

b.

graceful tumult at the boggy

edge. fringed gentian

crowns the cooling fen

karcher springs is a calcareous fen along a marl-bottomed stream sourced in springs flowing out of a wooded esker. what more can i say? thanks to the wisconsin dnr for tending this land.

state natural poems #20: meridian park a, b, & c

a.

ferns waving flank

our footsteps, hornworts, bedrock

chainsaw echo on dolomite

b.

ankles ache below beech and hemlock

the sedge softness and alkaline marsh

tramping earth while we draw breath

c.

if beech trunks aflame

won’t tell us of heaven

what on earth will?

meridian state park is a forest, alkaline marsh, and sedge meadow on an isthmus between kangaroo lake and lake michigan in door county, wisconsin. the prominent outcropping of the niagra escarpment is something else, but so is the wood and the marsh. tremendous. thanks to door county for tending this land, and the workers who were there clearing trails as we walked them.