Paradise Lost in Pittsburgh
To walk through Frick Park – at least for me – is a pilgrimage into Milton's Paradise Lost, read not in words, lines, and stanzas, but rather rocks, trees, and water.
Illuminating the Flying Squirrel’s Secrets
Flying squirrels glow pink under a blacklight. How many other mammals do this? What causes them to glow? The hardest question of all might never be answered: why?
Blust’ry Flakes
A poem by Andre Peltier.
On Woolly Bear Caterpillars and Michiganders
It takes a lot of work to survive winter. It takes a lot of gear, a lot of preparations. Buying salt for the driveway, buying kitty litter for our trunks. Making sure there’s blankets and flashlights and bottled water in the car in case we’re stuck in a drift or the car won’t start when it’s below freezing.
Pheasants of Detroit
Because of its abundant open space, Detroit has a thriving ring-necked pheasant population. But what does coming development mean for this iconic bird and its future in the Motor City?
The Nature of Chicago Music
Music and nature are two core places where people report to experiencing and channeling the divine.
Overnight, the geese
A poem by Lex Vacilando.
An Ushering
A poem by Kelsey Kerin.
Yelping the Huron River Inn
A poem by Cal Freeman.
Black Liberation and Nature in Detroit
“I just want my people out here”: A growing number of initiatives in Detroit are working to redefine outdoor activities as acts of liberation.
Great Circle Earthworks (Newark, Oh.)
A poem by Daniel Wolff.
End of Summer at Detroit’s Love Isle
A photo essay of young love on Detroit’s Belle Isle By Amy Sacka Early on in my relationship, I sent [...]