Almanac of the Invisible

The poems in Almanac of the Invisible emerge from the place where many of us find ourselves — caregiver to aging parents and witness to the generation that will supplant and carry us forward. Rooted in farms, long gone or going away, these poems attend to stars and seasons, seeding and harvest.


“This collection feeds that hunger for the unsweet, for the homely, substantial nutrients of the soul presented in an exquisitely crafted book of equally exquisite poems.”—Oregon Ferry


Sample poem

The Downed Airman’s Daughter

In pencil on yellowed paper my father
wrote the towns, the names –
every person who risked
everything to give
him food, a barn
where he might
sleep.  Years past the exploding
plane, the shells that cut
through its shell and killed men,
in fading script he speaks from memory
the luck he had, friends he found
in an enemy-held land.  Grounded
airman, a silken map in hand, he crept
from ditch to copse.  Unsure what to trust.
But on the sheet he saved, a married man then
three years back from war – in the draft
I found, he’s writing to the father of his dead
crew-mate.  He’s naming anyone
who might have seen a body fall to earth,
who can tell this father where his son is buried.