THE NATURE POET

The Nature Poet is flying cross-country, presenting his work to scholars and students.
The Nature Poet is using his Air Miles.

The Nature Poet is saddened by global warming and the state of our forests.
The Nature Poet is pleased that his latest collection is unbleached, recycled and Ancient Forest Friendly.

The Nature Poet cares deeply.
If you don’t believe it, just ask him.

The Nature Poet is troubled by his status as both Self and Other.
The Nature Poet would like to thank his mother.

The Nature Poet is pondering “The Question Concerning Technology.”
The Nature Poet is seriously considering the purchase of a hybrid car.

The Nature Poet is profoundly aware.
The Nature Poet has stopped cutting his hair.

The Nature Poet has a large soul.
The Nature Poet has left a big bootprint.

The Nature Poet is a geothermal force.
The Nature Poet is selling hot air to the grid.

The Nature Poet thinks Wordsworth a jerk.
The Nature Poet sounds a lot like Wordsworth.

The Nature Poet has let go his ego.
The Nature Poet told me so.

The Nature Poet does not anthropomorphize.
The Nature Poet is a featherless biped.

The Nature Poet’s gaze is unpossessive.
The Nature Poet carries Audubon everywhere.

The Nature Poet has an affinity for birds.
The Nature Poet likes how they resemble himself.

The Nature Poet has a hate-on for language.
The Nature Poet talks of silence incessantly.

The Nature Poet despises the market.
The Nature Poet urges you buy his book at your local.

The Nature Poet is perfectly sincere.
You can tell by the way he rolls his own smokes.

The Nature Poet is paying attention.
The Nature Poet has entered the building.