Writer, naturalist, whale watcher, and longtime Orion contributor Elizabeth Bradfield is the author of several books of poetry, including Toward Antarctica, Approaching Ice, and m ...

I DROVE DOWN WASHINGTON TURNPIKE, a straight sandy road cutting through the pine country of Wharton State Forest, the largest tract of wilderness in New Jersey. Surrounding me were trunks of slash ...

While we the living, not sleeping, move through days of snow and cloud, rain and fog, the willow stems lie dormant, perhaps dreaming, or perhaps only sleeping. Listening to the rill of the river ...

On the ground, my encounters with the habituated mother bear of yearling cubs were becoming increasingly tense. We were both ...

A CATFISH WITH THREE EYES lived in the Gowanus Canal. I can say this with confidence because I have seen the evidence. The catfish was shiny and pitch-dark. After a fisherman hooked it and reeled it ...

AFEW YEARS AGO, while living on the Diné Nation, I first heard a striking proclamation that rang through the community with profound urgency: “Tó éí íín´á!”—“water is life.” I saw these words in bold ...

THE GUITAR LINE UNFURLS with a kinetic, pulsing energy. Soft moans hover over the riff, both spooky and sensual. Then the synth slides in, drums steady the beat, and the song swells with the promise ...

I WAS TAUGHT, AS A SCIENTIST, to think logically and empirically, rather than intuitively or spiritually.When I was at Cambridge University in the early 1960s most of the scientists and science ...

AFTER ABOUT A YEAR AND A HALF of dating, Sam and I decided he should move into my house. We had each lived with partners before, but those moves had been swayed by financial stress and global ...

THE CHICKEN WAS UNWELL. She no longer ran to the summons of the leftovers pail to scratch at the compost heap with the other hens. Morning found her in a corner of the henhouse facing the wall, with ...

THE FIRST SOUND IN the universe is joylessly underwhelming: white noise boring through the taffy-stretch of nascent space. The big bang is not a bang but a droning robotic purr, galaxies expanding ...