Green Fire Rains

Material life poetry. Words and meanings stretched as far as they will go. Poetry that explores interactions between the three dimensional virtual world we have created and the infinitely dimensional Natural World that created us.

Call it what it is. Everything free floating in the Anthropocene sphere is traveling on the old factory nervous highway straight inside our heads. Everyone’s doing it. Observation minds tethered by liquid ropes. One of the many conveyor belt tentacles of the brain loaded up with microbes, fragrances, nano particles of dirt, and pollution, providing a holistic taste of the world, proving that a little does indeed goes a long way.