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I wonder and Death song: two poems

Updated: 17 hours ago

Transdisciplinary ecologist, conservation biologist and environmental philosopher Dr Tom Baugh, now in his 80s, is an acute observer of the natural world and humans' sometimes awkward, sometimes imbedded places in it. His blog Hidden Springs, named after his home and the springs that flow in the hollow beneath his house with his wife Penny, also evokes a metaphor for "those many streams of intellect, creativity and sensitivity that flow from each of us." This poem was first published in the Rapid River Arts and Culture Magazine 26:6(63).

Copperhead snake with typical 'saddle' camouflage pattern. Photo credit:


I wonder, are we reaching an agreement or reconciliation with some of the others? Is it even possible that beast and man-beast (and woman) may someday walk down the path side by side? I wonder how this may be? You see, it has happened to me with a bear up a tree then wandering my way to see who or what I may be.

Or the coyotes that crossed the trail while I was adding berries to my pail. Or the bobcat who sat on the rock across the lane and hissed and complained but stayed there just the same, Or believe it or not the copperhead I picked up in a pile of weeds and then gently sat down (I now look more carefully to see what I can see). I realize the risk of it all but nothing happened and I didn't take a fall. We've had a long arrangement with the birds of the air will we soon be able to do the same with the black shaggy bear. I wonder.


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