photography by Susa Silvermarie

EARTH, View from her Mirador

Shapes of earth that rise and swell to guard me, pour their presence forth. As touch of sun is leaving...

photograph by Susa Silvermarie

FIRE At the Campfire

You do not live within the match, you do not live within the kindling. I called and you sprang forth...

WATER In her Tub on the Roof

I relish the waters, my faithful old body drinking in the safety, the comfort, as if the tub, a womb;...

To Walk in Song

Hildegard, I walk in song behind you down high-arched corridors where light prisms from stained-glass windows and the scent of...