Teddy Macker is the author of the collection of poetry This World (White Cloud Press, 2015; foreword by Brother David Steindl-Rast). His writing appears in the Antioch Review, New Letters, the Seneca Review, The Massachusetts Review, The Sun, Tin House, and various anthologies. He lives with his wife and daughters on a farm in Carpinteria, California, where he maintains an orchard.
This is what you need to know: you need to know that otters wrap themselves in seaweed so they won’t, while sleeping at night, float out to sea . . . Continue reading
dear lord in this time of darkness help us see the darkness dear lord help us to not pretend no more pretending dear lord may our gaze be defenseless and unshardable Continue reading
Just where the grass meets the woods an old rabbit hutch has fallen over. Nothing inside it now but the whistle of the southbound train.