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Showing posts with label blog. Show all posts

Thursday, December 28, 2017

The Ashes Are Falling by William Everett

I am re-posting this blog post by William Everett. He is a member of NCWN-West and writes an interesting blog each week. He is author of fiction and nonfiction and is also, a poet. I think you will like it.


Living in one of the world’s great temperate hardwood forests, I become familiar with the trees around me. Not all, by any means, because we have such an expanse of species, but I do know those that can be transformed into the bowls, turnings, cabinetry, and sculpted artifacts that release their beauty and strength into our realm of use or beauty. Trees talk to each other, support each other in the wind, share their resources, and dance their seasons of green, gold, red, grey, and brown. Some became old friends whose signs of age raise our concern, whose loss of limb or crown distress us, or whose seedlings volunteer to fill the spaces left by those long gone.

Over the centuries, they have adapted to their environment and the slow epochal changes of ice ages and hot or humid times. They live at an evolutionary pace. But we humans have dragged them into the faster tempo of our history. As we have spread across the globe, we have brought sicknesses and parasites that have overcome their natural resistance. The chestnut blight from China reduced the mighty chestnut to struggling sprouts among the stumps that testify to their former glory. The Dutch elm disease took down those stately witnesses to our streets and parks. The wooly adelgid decimated our balsams. The hemlock adelgid is still making its way through the moist coves and stream beds of these mountains. And now the emerald ash borer has made its way to us from Michigan, where it arrived from Asia in some wooden pallets. Sometimes, given time, the trees can stimulate their own resistance, but other times we lose them entirely, except for specimens in labs and arboretums.

We identify with these trees. They inspire us with their strength. patience, and endurance. Tended well, they supply us with things of use and beauty. This winter we will have to cut down one of our friends, whom the borer is reducing to a skeleton. I share with you my lament as we watch its demise, among many others, and hope that some of it can find its way into a new life.

My ash trees are dying,
            their leaves are faces of grief,
            they are weeping bark,
            my saw is chewing them into firewood,
            they are rendered into ashes in our stove,
            I am turning their limbs into plates and bowls,
            their trunks into table legs and planks..
The emerald beetle eating out their life
            rings their trunks with burrows for its larva,
            girdling them with living death.
The borers will move on,
            the ash their only home.
They do not know
            of baseball bats and tables,
            rakes and chairs and hoes.
They eat,
            lay eggs,
            hatch,
            and leave destruction in their wake.
Why do I stand among the ashes in amazement?
Did we not bring these predators?
Is our destruction not the same?
Will there be survivors
            who will weep for me?


Thank you, Bill, for allowing us to re-post this on the NCWN-West blog. 

Learn more about Bill Everett on his site: http://williameverett.com/about-me/

In my teaching career I authored eight books and numerous articles in social ethics and religion. After over thirty years of academic work — in Germany, India, and South Africa as well as in the United States — I wanted to turn my hand to writing that was more poetic and expressive. I also wanted a more viable balance between my work with words and my work with wood, especially furniture for worship settings. For more about my woodworking, go to www.WisdomsTable.net, where you will also find galleries of artwork by my wife Sylvia, whose ancestors were the original inspiration for Red Clay, Blood River.    ----William Everett

Sunday, April 22, 2012

EMILEE HINES, AUTHOR REQUESTS HELP

I want to create a blog, but there are no instructions on how.  I am a member of Netwest and a much-published author, traditional (for advance + royalties), print-on-demand, Createspace and the old way of self-publishing (taking copy to the printer, picking up books and selling them).  I have 9 books in print, all listed on Amazon, as well as some out-of-print books (Old Virginia Houses series).
 
I’d like to start a blog based on my latest book, TIL DEATH DO US PART, which has wide appeal for retirees in western NC and elsewhere.  It helps readers prepare for the death of a spouse (or their own death), legally, financially,
medically and emotionally.  I had a workshop here at Carriage Park last Wednesday night for 34 attendees, talking about “your property”.
Tomorrow night’s workshop is on “your body” and will cover medical records, living will, medical directive, medivac insurance,
organ/body donation, cremation vs. burial, and types of funeral services.
 
Deciding what to call the blog is difficult.  People don’t like to think of death, and seldom “go looking” for books on it.
 
I have ads running onscreen and online at Flat Rock Cinema, and sales brochures are displayed in the lobby.
 
Please help me get the blog named, posted and underway.  Thanks.
 
Emilee Hines Cantieri
828-693-140