Will Falk’s Life-Centered Writing

Between Here and Home

Nov 8, 2015 | Essays, Mauna Kea, Poetry

Recently, I’ve read about the devastating fires in Indonesia. Now, the destruction itself is horrific, but I am also deeply troubled by the relative silence from the media and just about everyone else. I’ve been asking myself why people are not more alarmed by what is...

Bear Hunt

Oct 29, 2015 | Poetry

after midnight, Big Cypress seeking refuge again at the edge of the continent following the paths bears still walk past Apalachicola and Chassahowitzka through hardwoods and palmettos until I break down, stuck in the swamp listening to night from the roadside I find...

The View (from Guardsman Pass)

Jul 9, 2015 | Poetry

summer proves to be long after another short winter the drought blows through and July mocks us fills the sky with dry cottonwood pollen cruelly mimicking snow below Guardsman Pass I wonder what prayers are possible I cannot look the mountains in the eye they’ve seen...

Good Friday Prayer

Apr 3, 2015 | Poetry

a late snow in early spring and winter’s resurrection has driven me west again finding no warmth, I keep moving discovering comfort in the friction of my tires on the road signs on the interstates warn me to watch for falling rocks and watching for too long my eyelids...

Fear of Flying

Mar 2, 2015 | Poetry

I can’t remember whether my flight left at 10:20 or when I gave up on home cruising at thirty-eight thousand feet for four hours and six minutes from Milwaukee to San Francisco is the farthest I’ve been from the land billowing white below me clouds gather with the...

My Fraser Canyon War

Jun 10, 2014 | Poetry

startled by the suddenness of epiphany the pop of a muffler in a damp alley or a gunshot listening from an open barroom window in what is now-called British Columbia I’m an American in Canada and embarrassed to be here my journey has just begun and I’m fighting my own...