One of my favorite things about living in Vermont is that we have a deep and vibrant literary community here. One of the steward of this community is Literary North, a local literary organization that hosts incredible events and organizes the best calendar of literary happenings in the area. They're a godsend and when they put out a call for works of ekphrasis, I was thrilled to send out "Landfill," a poem I wrote last fall. It was written in Atlanta and inspired by a work in the Hood Museum by an artist I first encountered in New York and the omnipresent global climate crisis.
At a time when things feel tiny and localized, it was nice to pull this out and be reminded of how vast and interconnected we all are.