Borrowed roots
byThe trees in my neighborhood are squeezed into small dirt rectangles between brick sidewalks and asphalt roads. Their branches get routinely hacked off, and…
travel
Hope and Expectation
byTholen, Zeeland, The Netherlands (2017) First a little backstory: this spring I got to revisit Tholen, Zeeland, the town in the Netherlands where my…
The rules
byWe stood on a curb in Winnemucca in the dark, December 1980. Snow-pellets swirled in headlights and stung our faces and scudded down the…
Alabama and Siberia
byA version of this piece was previously published on TCK TOWN in 2017. Some people say home is where you come from. I disagree. I…
Foliage tour
byThe leaves look sick, chartreuse as Grandma’s tumblers. For three glorious days we have seen no autumn colors but safety-yellow as we drive through…
A dispatch from basil on the high seas
byOur poetry editor Elisabeth continues to make her way there and back again on a cross-Atlantic sailing trip with an organization that specializes in…
A ship runs on goodwill: dispatch from Elisabeth
byWe had hoped we might hear from our Topology poetry editor Elisabeth somehow on her cross-Atlantic sailing journey, despite the necessary limitations of communications,…
Paris re-told
byWhen you travel, how do you best get to know a city? How do you get at its heart, unearthing the stories laying dormant…
The Fair World
byEditor’s Note: World Fare, a fair trade store that many Topology-connected folks are involved in in Three Rivers, Michigan, celebrated its tenth anniversary in…
Sonnet VIII
byAll functions at borderline normal, the old heap keeps turning over although the needle is approaching big E. Man-killing Achilles hasn’t caught up with…