There are no answers, but there is kinship. A gentle and unexpected presence when I need it most. An ordinary moment suddenly everything but. Try to explain it if you will, but I call it magick. 💚 #edgeland #nature #eurasianrobin #spiritofplace #natureonprescription #naturewriting #animism

I was the featured poet at the Mann Library throughout May Gratitude to Tom Clausen for inviting me. a gilding of dust between library stacks . . . sun through the pines Presence, 2014 Selected by the late Stuart Quine. #haiku #shortformpoetry #mannlibrary #poetry #poem #nature #naturewriting

Time spent with your dog is never wasted. Our Dill. 💛 #lurcher #dogsarefamily #tanka #fivelines #mindfulness #poetry #dogsofbluesky #dogchin

And then there was light! Tiny badass blooms among the storm debris. Every year, a reminder, if ever there was, of the innate will of life that dares us to dream and hope. 💚 #snowdrops #naturewalk #badassnature #theforcethatthroughthegreenfusedrivestheflower #edgeland #natureonprescription

I had the privilege of entering the liminal world of Little Egret again this afternoon. S/he was seemingly oblivious to the traffic din and the shrill of the railway crossing barriers coming down. It was an off lead dog that broke the spell. #littleegret #egretfishing #edgeland #nature #winterwalk

It's 44 years today since my father died. He lives on in me, my children, in my dreams and poems. #haiku #poem #poetsofbluesky #snow #interbeing #grief #shortpoem #micropoetry #3lines #loss #ancestors #family

The painterly winter skies are the perfect backdrop for reflection as opposed to making resolutions I won't keep. Today, I am as grateful for this commentary on 'A Thousand Thens' as the day I first read it. #haibun #haiku #poetry ##writersofbluesky #nature thehaikufoundation.org/claire-evere...

It's often the case that the strange behaviour of other birds alerts you to the presence of a hawk. Two crows were mobbing my buzzard friend in a sugared almond sky (too fast to photograph). Somehow she reminded me I'm stronger than I know. #edgeland #nature #walk #buzzard #mentalhealth #winter

Today's edgeland walk. And it seems I stumbled upon a shapeshifter. It felt like a guilty pleasure as if I were Actaeon watching Artemis bathe. The playing field to my right, the railway track to my left. #edgeland #winterwalk #littleegret #buzzard #shapeshifter #nature #naturewriting #birds #walk

Mood yesterday on my walk to work. A thin place for two to three miles. A moving through stillness that demanded reflection and a rare (for me) monoku. #monoku #oneline #onelinepoem #haiku #writingcommunity #writersofbluesky #nature #naturepoem #onelinehaiku #thinplace #poem #fog #naturewriting

a red mitten in a drift of snow gone, that tiny hand​ . . . ​but still we talk of birds and other minikins #tanka from 'Nest' published in Haibun Today, March 2018. #walk #longtailedtits A minikin is a small, dainty thing, a darling​. From​ the Middle Dutch Minnekin, diminutive of minne, love.

My kind of celebration. A tranquil late afternoon walk along the lane just a few minutes from home. We were gifted with lotties (longtailed tits), too. #Yule #natureonprescription #gift #midwinter #winterwalk #northyorkshire #sunset #sunsetclouds #celebration #natureconnection #longtailedtits

For my husband, whose birthday it is today. Celebrating this person who I am lucky enough to love and who loves me. #tanka #5lines #poem #poetry #blueskypoets #poetsofbluesky #micropoetry #shortformpoetry #waka #lovepoetry #theoldways #greenman #naturewriting #interbeing #nature #naturelover #love

🌟 weighing life's burdens against its joys . . . a night of freight trains and starlit frost First published in Cattails about a decade ago. (It feels like yesterday). #tanka #5lines #micropoetry #poetry #poem #poetsofbluesky #smallmoments #midwinter #mindfulness #memoir #blueskypoets

Winter Solstice 2020 we hoped to see a 'Star of Wonder'(Jupiter and Saturn apparently aligned and appeared like a “double planet” for the first time since the Middle Ages). This #haibun was republished in a couple of prestigious anthologies and was nominated for a Pushcart Prize. #CHOonline #haiku

Happy Solstice! #Midwinter #Yule #Solstice #tanka #poetry #poem #poetsofbluesky ##blueskypoets #waka #writing #shortformpoetry #smallpoems #nature #theoldways #pagan

Throwback tanka. 2nd place British Haiku Society Award for tanka, 2013. #tanka #poetry #shortpoem #poem #poetsofbluesky ##blueskypoets #blueskywriters ##micropoetry #waka #birds #birdsofbluesky #Eurasianrobin #birdsong #wabisabi #writing #whatmatters #ephemeral #words #midwinter #birdsong

I had no desire to join the madness today. Instead, I chose an edgeland walk in the late light to see if my friend was there. She (I've decided) didn't disappoint. I could just make her out from the scrawl of old nests in bare trees, not once, but twice, in that liminal place. #buzzard #thinplace

A #tanka throwback on a gloomy, wet, and windy day. The poem was first published in Presence and did rather well in the Seashell Game, 2012. My daughter provided the artwork a year or so after she inspired the poem. A personal favourite. #poem ##poetsofbluesky #nature #writing #kingfisher #poetry

If there is a god of small things, I imagine this is how he is appeased. They will surely come, those other days, the ones that knock us sideways. But let’s not think of them now. #comforts #flower #morningwalk From 'Small Comforts' #haibun published in A Hundred Gourds (1: 4 September 2012).

Throwback #tanka. A personal favourite, first published in 'Gusts' in 2012. #waka #5lines #poetry #poem #shortpoem #love #lovepoetry #poetsofbluesky #blueskypoets #micropoetry #romance #meditation #patchouli #dream #worldswithinworlds #writingcommunity #writersofbluesky #laterlifelove #hands

what light there is . . . was that buzzard sense the bird's or mine #haiku #3lines #poetry #poem #poetsofbluesky #blueskypoets #writingcommunity #naturewalk #edgeland #connection #resonance #interbeing #buzzard #eurasianbuzzard #poetryinthemoment #urbanbirder #naturetherapy #nature

Throwback #tanka First published in A Hundred Gourds over a decade ago. Another platform reminded me. And I can still see that swan pair somewhere on the Swale one afternoon in late summer. A reminder of how poetry can bookmark a moment. #micropoetry #presentmoment #swans #love #poetry #poem #haiga

“I am grateful for what I am and what I have. My thanksgiving is perpetual.” ~ Henry David Thoreau #walktowork #thanksgiving #thelittlethings #glimmers #redberries #holly #splashofcolour ##natureonprescription

"Stay awhile!" I was running late for work this morning, but I found a moment to set down my thoughts, albeit briefly,and breathe in frosty whorls of robin song beneath a blue, blue sky. #stayawhile #commute #walkingmeditation #sitspot #bench #birdsong #self-care #smallmomentsofcalm

The days grow ever shorter, but there's light to be found in unexpected places. Who knew that walking to work could be such a lesson in paying attention, pausing, and connecting? "Hello, what's your name?" #glimmers #slowdown #walkingmeditation #nature #naturetherapy #natureonprescription #flowers

The County Hall pond on my workday walk, looking as if Monet might have had a hand in it. Last week, it was cloudy glass with the fish nowhere to be seen. Now, the lily pads are letting go like the trees. In the summer, one fraught morning, there was a kindness of dragonflies. ##smallmomentsofcalm

It may not be particularly special to anyone but me, yet here I've seen egret, kingfisher, buzzard, treecreeper ... Late afternoon, the beck is storm-muddied and high, but as a lone moorhen bobs and dabbles against the current, my thoughts start to slow.  #sitspot #mindfulness #edgelands #nature

Another chance to meet Henry in a #haibun over on Substack. #nationaltreeweek open.substack.com/pub/claireev...

The older I get, the more I find value in the gaps, the negative space (known as ma in Japanese) that makes sense of the things around it. With this week's cold weather and now strong winds on the way, the trees will soon be bare and there will lots more gaps to absorb and balance us.

Henry, the tree who never fails to speak to me on my workday morning walk. He's even been known to call me back to whisper something. And he's been immortalised in a poem, or several ... #nationaltreeweek