Author page: Gwendolyn Morgan

Little Brown Bats, Swifts, Canada Warblers    The Sun is in Taurus now Canada Warblers        and a few little brown bats return                  dulcet faces after  swifts and swallows       in the evening             sonar pathways               …

Dearest Mefitis, Squuncke    Tiskáy     Maká   Mephitis mephitis* Every evening at sunset we are grateful for your presence the goddess of liminal spaces and trance inducing vapors you walk past us foraging for hazelnuts, blackberries, insects pause, look at us cautiously   wait for the ICE vehicle…

We watch Vaux Swift overhead our home each evening.  This Autumn Equinox I wait and watch with the migration of birds, rise of winged ones over the horizon.   With astrological aspects of these seasonal changes, I am grateful for writing communities and shared landscapes.  Elk…

The first week of Spring brought Coyote Awareness Week.  Coyotes have appeared for me this year as symbolic teachers and pathfinders.  I am grateful for daily canine latrans visitations well before first light which continue now as we step into spring.   I joined The Coyote…

Prairie Vespers: when the chokecherries are black moon Red-winged Blackbird, Meadowlark soft prairie songs silence, coyotes listening on the horizon Gwendolyn Morgan, “Prairie Vespers” in Moon Water, An Anthology by Spell Jar Press, edited by M.E. Keyes and Daniel Niv, (2024), p. 138. In…

Wilson's Snipe peeking out of some grasses …

“The swallows circle overhead, a sweet call in B-flat; they carry our hearts with them.”  --Gwendolyn Morgan from “Solace of Swallows” in Dawn Songs: A Birdwatcher’s Field Guide to the Poetics of Migration,                       …

“Take the breath of the new dawn and make it part of you. It will give you strength.”[i] We walk along in the dark listening to the Robins singing up the Sun into the sky.   Snow, hail, rain, sun, the weather a blend of winter,…