Peggy Hale Bilbro

Ashes to Ashes

Day after day we hear the news: the hottest July ever; the once every thousand years flood; Canada on fire; the Gulf Stream collapsing; the fortieth day of temperatures above 110°; arctic ice melting; sea levels rising; coastal areas threatened. I don’t even know what to say. If you can’t see it, I can’t convince you with my words. 

forest bathing
the smell of smoke
drifts by

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About the Author

Peggy Hale Bilbro and her husband divide their time between Huntsville, Alabama, and Guardia Sanframondi, Italy. Her poetry reflects her life-long interest in the large and small miracles of the world, from dust bunnies to stardust, from mouse holes to black holes. She finds pleasure in the creative challenge of translating those miracles into poetry.

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