At Klamath Marsh Say it: Klamath… Klamath Marsh. Can you feel the ooze, the muddy ease, the seep and soft welcome…
Portrait of a Kansas Wheat Harvest This landscape is distance without mercy, a heat-hammered flatness horizon to horizon, where the…
Invitations from three bicycle tours I Central Idaho, July, 2010 Near the western edge of “God’s cathedral,” the Sawtooths stretch…
Cielo To Cielo Davila I cry like an airplane, they say, but I just love to sing. And I smile…
Bumper Car The old farmer had lost his bearings they said. They took away his truck. He wired his house…
Day of Diminishing Returns Most pictures of today have blue in them, a dusty blue blue moss and winter ivy,…
Artist Statement: In 2010, I went back to drawing after many years of sculptural inquiry. Drawing was my primary medium…
Kim Stafford was born and grew up in Oregon. He is the author of a dozen books of poetry and…
Say it: Klamath… Klamath Marsh. Can you feel the ooze, the muddy ease, the seep and soft welcome and antiquity of…
Kim Stafford's poem sent me deep into the woods of my childhood from which I wrote a much longer piece,…