Category Archives: POETRY

Green Fusion

by Elsa Johnson

                           We’re not really in control here I realize

stepping out my back door this May morning

and there assaulted by spring’s green bore              that

tide-like overrules my plans and inclinations    

Sensations of attack                      The trees green leaves

burn neon                  a visible vibration                  and

where backyard grass grows inch an hour       a buckeye

sprouted overnight                     Meanwhile honeysuckle

sends out tendriled shoots  :  wends tight to the ground   

War   :   irresistible                  Green Peace a misnomer

                             pitiful our arrogance as this great wave

builds a sea                           Only with great effort do we

maintain primacy                         Sovereigns of the world

we think ourselves  :                       nature a biddable she

Calling Cards and (Wild) Life in the Inner Suburbs

Calling Cards

by Elsa Johnson

                      They take one full cycle of the light to

cross as they return to the park through the south

east gate after visiting the neighborhood            

as though knowing well brought up geese cross at

lights and cross-walks          use proper entrances :

today they are just two car lengths off               No

mystery why they are returning to

the park   the lake    the safe island where coyotes

can’t go                  But why do they go in the other

direction ?                to the houses with manicured

lawns on the park periphery                   escorting

the goose children through traffic to come calling

leaving behind the           soft    rich    calling cards

home owners      should be grateful       to receive

(Wild) Life in the Inner Suburbs

by Elsa Johnson

Walking to my car parked in the street                 I find

urban livestock grazing the sidewalk                two of

them        studies in dun     Looking like big dun dogs 

Looking like someone opened the closet door  

found moths in all the good dun suits                 the no

color suits of shadow              Looking patched up and

lean          with long dun bodies a-top legs like twigs  :

gazing at me with soft brown eyes      a bit      anxious   

like              there’s a name on the tip of their tongues   

— if they could remember                              everything

would be all right        like they think      I’m thinking     

there goes the neighborhood          when all I’m really

thinking is                         up to now you haven’t eaten

my daylilies                 Dammit  :           Don’t start now 

Not a Parody

by Elsa Johnson

We can’t live any other way           we think               when we think of the plastic

bags from the grocery store                               how else will we get these twenty

cans of cat food home ?              The vet says :     they are not designed for grain

carbohydrates          must eat meat :               tuna and mackerel     minced                

grilled chicken       savory roast beef dinner              best not to dwell too long

on which parts are inside these cans    

                                                                    They are carnivores             these soft cat

creatures              that like to settle their fluff around our faces                  nestle

into a shoulder for a good night’s sleep            They have no say in their nature          

and so they kill whatever moves    in innocence :    bird on the wing      squirrel

on the run         stalking to standoff the groundhog                  (so well named)

the one that sleeps under the neighbors’ porch                and slimes the lettuce

                                                                                                                     Conundrums

& trade offs :              the terrible lowing of all the unseen beasts as they move

toward slaughter                the amputated chicken legs still wavering the air      

though no longer connected    to brain :            all the unacknowledged animal

martyrs               so that neighborhood birds live free          of furred marauders   

But I digress :            I was saying        we think we cannot live any other way

          

When the autopsy was finished                 their stomachs were found to be full        

of thoroughly indigestible            un-ejectable           but enduring plastic trash :    

these two    huge   sperm whales                       leviathans of the deep vast             

lying dead on an impossible to pronounce        pristine       Icelandic        beach

First Light on the Lake (found poem)

by Elsa Johnson

I went to my watching spot

…found a small heron      intent

fishing the first light : 

                                                 the neck     

uncurled    the strike    quick

as a snake                           

the woods felt deep

after             …the morning

perfect

A Walk in March

by Elsa Johnson

Everything             is exposed and vulnerable        ground frozen

patches of ice softening                     can’t expect leaves on trees

for weeks yet               Movement above :            raptor rides air

settles high in a bare tree          stares down                   Cooper’s?

Red Tail?    Sharp Shinned?                They all look a lot alike :

studies me        large intruder in its naked kingdom                It is

hungry         eats meat         prefers morsels        I’m too big   

Patience hawk  :  small meat’s coming       better hunting ahead

Further on a chipmunk churrrs     flicks her tail       She’s made it

it through a hard winter         I call  :  hawk is hunting the perfect

snack              she dives into her round bare hole          Take care

chipmunk     hawk is hungry :                better cover is coming

Out on the lake the honking geese waddle across the melting ice

drive at rivals with rush of wings                They will breed soon

lay eggs    hatch chicks        Beware geese     hawk is hungry : 

turtle will be hungry too when he wakes up                     Danger

lurks below the ice        snapper swims there            last summer

he took down a full size goose     with a squawk       and a flurry

as wings wrenched air       trying to lift           hang on            lift    

Then goose went down           under the water           and did not

come back up :                    Good hunting     

turtle                      when the water warms       

Beyond Today

by Lillian Myers

Baby

Blow a kiss

To the smallest child

A ray of Hope

Pass her to adopting hands

Like a flame lights a candle

Never diminishes

Girl 

Brilliant, open hearted, mrembo (beautiful)

7

Unprepared

She enters school, bewildered

Bullied for her long legs and big feet

Her flip flops, one bit broken, repaired, broken, repaired

Mother, Father and classmate beat her on the back of the head

With a leather shoe

 

Teenager

Clever, direct, survivor

11

Abandons one school

 

Moves into another school, then out the house, to the street, to a new school

To be worth something to herself

To respect her own skin

Sometimes at the top of the class

Sometimes at the heel

 

Young Mother

Proper, regal, mud hut

20

Sings Hope into the braids of her three daughter’s hair

Sleeping baby on her lap

Young to divorce

Shines in the refuse

 

Older Mother

Searching, strong, stressed

26

Ask the Mother of seven, “Can you see beyond today?”

Abusive boyfriends pass like seeds in the wind

Lucky with 350 Shillings a week ($3.50), no chakulla(food)

Mother’s Hopes for 1 kg of flour on her table, water, electricity

Must offer her eldest to older men on the streets

50 shillings per shot

 

Baba (Grandmother) 

White black hair, light heavy face, open hearted bosom

Old for her years

During the peak of her wealth she is abundant in family, tradition and time

Once she wove late night stories into the mornings of her long short days

During gatherings of company, she treated people more important than food or wealth

Once her classic firm slow handshakes

Wore wrinkles into her fingers as rivers wear into the rocks
Watched the introduction of HIV, English colonialism and steel

Asphalt, telephone and street child,

Saw the birth of a Christian God

Still relies on her neighbours and family for

Health

Now must trade big Bobs, big money, for clear water
And she still believes in you

Has time for you

Smiles for you

Child

Survivor

And she always will

 

The Earth as Mother

Patient, wise, empty

The eldest child

1,000 black birds cross the East African sky

As she drinks cups of late night milky mountain mists

She still lives in the volcanic rocks of Menangai crater

She still flows out from her own hills

Bleeds into her own ocean

 

The womb of the sky rises to meet her

Upside down

This blue burnt bonanza of uncontrolled mystery is rewritten

 

A Traveller 

Giving, optimistic, bewildered

29

“How are you?” sing the children as she walks the slum’s dirt roads

Smiles

Teaching youth, she wears her mothers used trainers

Contemplating the ladder

Of the Ivory tower

 

Lillian Myers

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….. Winds from Africa ….. A Deep Breath, Part 1

by Jonathan Hull

My mind was churning, neurons were firing in sync; a pattern had been recognized.  What got the idea mill running was when I learned of the astonishing relationship between dust storms in Africa and the fertility of the Amazon rainforest.

Behind this process of global nutrient cycling was a set of relationships, a pattern, that had exciting implications for fertility on a much different scale: in the garden.   Ideas began to tumble one after another that centered on just how important foliar applications could be in facilitating the growth of nutritious food and potent medicinals. And, for me, the biggest question of all:  What would the African/Amazonian relationship mean for my own garden in Northeast Ohio?

I. Introduction

Foliar applications are a broad range of techniques that attempt to boost plant health by changing the microscopic environment on its leaves.  I have had impressive results using a few of these techniques, but until recently I did not fully understand how they worked.

It might seem strange that a process occurring on a global scale could lead to a breakthrough in understanding one that happens on a much smaller scale; but I’ve found such cross scale connections to be very illuminating.  It can be a way to shake the mind out of its tendency to view things in isolation.  It is easy to get hung up on tools and techniques without considering the context in which they are being used.  As the expression goes “to a hammer, the whole world looks like a nail.” 

However, understanding the context of our actions is easier said than done.  If you are like me, then you were trained to act in a world that is thought to operate in a linear, static and superficial way.  But this is not how the natural world works.  Natural systems are complex, dynamic and adaptive.

We might look into the garden in a superficial way and see plants that are “under-performing” and grasp at the latest fad to whip it into shape.  Not only is this kind of thinking dangerous, the picture of the world it produces is dreadfully boring.  Instead we could look at the structure of a plant as a flow of energy.  This flow of energy is the expression of relationships between an innumerable set of processes.

With this picture of the world, we will see that some of these processes structure this flow of energy with the broadest strokes.  The latitude where this plant looks out toward the sun will pattern it in the most profound way.  The climatic patterns in which it grows, whether it is near an ocean or up in a mountain, will affect the flow of energy that is this plant.  Right now the structure of any plant is the expression of relationships between processes that happened eons ago.   It might be most vibrantly healthy when growing in soils containing minerals brought in by now-long-absent glaciers.

There are also those processes that fill in the details of the larger processes in which they are embedded.  A plant might be growing in a certain way because it is in a small depression in the earth that protects it from winds and extends the heat energy of the sun.  A plant might be growing well because the flow of energy through it is being facilitated by all the minerals it needs for its metabolism.  These minerals might have been pulled from a rock by a bacteria so that the plant could absorb it.  The shape of the quantum vibration of one these minerals might be structuring an enzyme that dramatically speeds up chemical reactions in the plant.                   

It can be both breathtaking and dizzying to look at world in this way.  Any picture of such a complex world is going to be  limited.  It also might seem strange to spend all this time exploring when all you want to do is grow food.   But I think it is an essential exploration if we are to participate responsibly in the world.  If we want to dance to the rhythm of life than we have to listen to its music.

This is the kind of exploration we are going to make in regards to foliar applications.  We will start on the global scale.    There is a process of global nutrient cycling that dramatically patterns the structure of the natural world.   This global process will help us understand how we can use foliar applications to cycle nutrients in our garden.   Some of what we will learn will have direct implications for our practical efforts.  Other things we might learn might not be practical but will be grist for the intuitive mill. 

Lastly, I wanted to explore this connection for more than just its utilitarian value.  I like to garden not just for food but because even the most practical work participates in a great chain of being that runs through worlds incredibly small to those incomprehensibly vast.  Researching this topic deepened my awareness of how profoundly the natural world is shaped by its interconnectivity.  This awareness of interconnectivity sparks in me a sense of awe – an awe in being part of the living tissue of organism earth.

This was all the more the case when I learned of the importance of dust.

II.  Dynamics of the Global Ecosystem

The Amazon rainforest is at odds with what I’ve learned about soil.  In most terrestrial ecosystems, nutrient rich soil is the foundation of a healthy biome.  Rainforests are burgeoning with life, but more often than not they sit atop notoriously poor soil.  How can this be?  One explanation is that in rainforest ecologies, nutrient cycling happens at breakneck speeds.  Nutrients in dead organic matter do not have time to build up in the soil because they are quickly reassembled back into living tissue.  A number of plants called litter trappers  have even evolved to capture organic matter before it makes is to the forest floor! 

These soils are also lacking in nutrients because they are weathered soils. The torrents of rain that give these forests their name comes with a price: all that water leaches minerals out of the soil profile.  The rainforest might be a prolific nutrient recycler, but with so much rain it is inevitable that soil minerals are carried away in rivers and eventually deposited in the ocean. 

Chief among these important minerals is phosphorus.  In the orchestra of life, phosphorus plays a central role in the flow of energy in all living things.  However, when it is in an inorganic form it is anything but energetic.  It is not easily induced into biochemical processes so that only a small portion of phosphorus in an ecosystem is being cycled through living systems.  The rest is much more likely to be leached away by weathering.  In soils that are heavily weathered, phosphorus is often the limiting factor in plant growth.    

Unlike its northern cousins, forests in the Amazon have not had their soil minerals renewed by the erosive power of ice age glaciers.  One would expect that without such an input, the slow and steady loss of soil minerals like phosphorus would degrade the biomass potential in a kind of ‘wet desert’ ecosystem.  Yet, where civilization has not wreaked havoc, these biomes are unmatched in their vibrant diversity.  What gives?

An explanation is found in the amazing story of how dust storms that occur in the Saharan desert in Africa fertilize the Amazon rainforest in South America.

Figure 1

[Fig. 1] 

The dust borne on continent-spanning winds is rich in minerals like the all-important phosphorus.  This critical input of dust has been found to perfectly balance what is leached away by rain and lost to the ocean!  How wondrous that two biomes at such complete extremes and separated by an ocean of water can be so intimately connected!   

Equally incredible is the set of finely tuned processes that allows for this instance of global nutrient cycling.  The majority of Saharan dust that falls in the Amazon comes from one small area called the Bodélé depression.  It is only .5% the size of the Amazon and only .2% of the Sahara, but it is the greatest contributor of global atmospheric dust, emitting on average over half a million tons of dust per day!

Figure 2[Fig 2.]

A small area producing such an immense volume of dust is only possible because of a very specific set of geographic and meteorological circumstances.  Geographically the Bodélé depression is located at the mouth of two large magma formations.  These formations are situated in just the right way that they focus and accelerate, like breath through a straw, powerful winds that carry the dust aloft.

Figure 3

[Fig. 3]

These winds, referred to as low-level jets,  are unusual in themselves and only formed because of a particular set of regional conditions including the shape over northern Libya of the high altitude globe spanning jet-stream.   The directionality of this low-level jet is important because it moves the dust into the right position to be picked up by the higher altitude winds that travel to South America.

The Sahara and the Amazon are not just spatially linked, there are also processes that link them through time. The dust from the Bodélé depression isn’t any old dust.  It is uniquely mineral rich because this area was once at the bottom of a vast freshwater lake.    

Thousands of years ago the Sahara was a different environment – more closely resembling the Amazon than the desert we see today.  It was full of rivers and lakes that teemed with life.  The  Bodélé depression was the lowest point in the largest of these lakes – Paleolake Megachad.  At its peak nearly 7,000 years ago it was larger than all of the Great Lakes combined.  Global climate patterns shaped the jet-stream so that it brought the monsoon rains further north than it does today.  Lakes like Megachad were supplied with nutrients that were washed from the soils of Northern Africa by these monsoon rains.  These nutrients in combination with the steady sun shining on this equatorial latitude made for the biological equivalent of a freshwater paradise.

The ancient creatures that populated Lake Megachad complexed and concentrated these essential minerals as part of their metabolism.  Once integrated into a biological process many of these minerals cycle within the ecosystem (see below), but as we have seen some is inevitably lost to the system.  In this case, when aquatic creatures die some of their remains collect on the lake bottom.

One of the more important creatures for our story is a group of microscopic algae called diatoms.  As a function of their metabolism they secrete tiny crystalline shells made of silica.  The Bodélé depression is absolutely chock full of these tiny shells – a deposit called diatomite – so that the dust that blows from this area is predominately composed of them.   The hollow structure of these shells make them incredibly light and explains why the dust can travel such vast distances in the upper atmosphere.

Figure 4

[Figure 4]            

Higher forms of aquatic life, like fish and turtles, complexed and concentrated minerals in their bones and scales.  These also fell to the lake bottom and are also present in deposits found in the Bodélé depression.  The diatomite mentioned earlier erodes these bones like sand from a sandblaster.  The result is that a significant portion of the phosphorus that settles on the Amazon originated from the remains of ancient fish!

Figure 5

This is important because as we detailed earlier, phosphorus that is in an inorganic form is resistant to being incorporated into biologic processes.  On the other hand, the phosphorus found in fish bones is dramatically more bio-available.  In fact, all of the phosphorus that travels in the dust is altered by a process of acid leaching that occurs in the atmosphere.  This acid leaching makes all forms of phosphorus more water soluble; an important step in making it more available to biological processes.  These are critical factors in the fertility of the rainforest and will be processes that we will mimic in the practical discussion of foliar applications to follow.           

At some point in the last 5,000 years, the climate of the Sahara shifted dramatically.  The monsoons no longer tracked north to fill its lakes.  The prime driver of this shift is a change in the orientation of the earth’s axis.  It is remarkable to think that the global cycling of nutrients that is occurring between the Sahara and the Amazon is itself embedded in an even larger process occurring between the earth, sun and moon!    

Yet this might not even be the most incredible part of this story.  Although a change in earth’s axis may have been the prime mover of this shift in climate, how it shifted suggests a more complex process.  It shifted in a disturbingly rapid fashion, which the gradual change in the earth’s axis does not fully explain.  In something called the North African climate cycle, it also vacillated several times between two regimes of a wet Sahara and dry Sahara.

Recent studies have suggested that changes in global vegetation patterns may have both dampened and  amplified the effects of earth’s shifting axis, triggering what regime the climate favored in this region.  One provocative theory has even formulated that cycles of excavation and deposition of the Bodélé depression may itself be responsible for these climate cycles!  In simplified form: as the depression is emptied of its mineral rich deposits, it prompted a degradation in vegetation patterns.  This prompted a change in global climate patterns, which among other things favored a change in the track of the monsoon.  This allowed for the depression to once again be filled and for the cycle to continue.  This is global nutrient cycling  occurring on a truly grand timescale.

Although highly speculative, this theory has more going for it than just changes in vegetation patterns.  The dust from the Bodélé depression also has a huge effect on the size and type of phytoplankton blooms that happen in the Caribbean Ocean (in this case iron is the limiting nutrient of which this dust is also rich).  Supporting a number of major ecosystems means that this dust is involved in sinking vast amounts of atmospheric carbon.  In combination with a number of other effects like cloud physics and radiant heating, the dust from this area is being considered as a “tipping element,”a force that can determine the larger state of global climatic patterns. 

Clearly atmospheric dust is incredibly important to the global ecosystem.  Many other ecosystems are dependent on mineral inputs of atmospheric dust that originate from other parts of the world.  Jared Diamond, in his book Collapse, cites the varying distribution of volcanic dust as a factor that determined why some Pacific Island cultures endured while others did not.  Closer to home, the forest of Eastern North America also receive important inputs of minerals from dust.

But it was the role of dust in the Amazon that triggered the “AHA! moment” that started this exploration.  I’ve studied a lot about healthy soil and continue to work on building the best soil I can for the creatures in the garden.  When I learned about foliar applications I could never see how feeding the plant through its leaves could have near the effect as feeding it through the soil.  But when I tried them they seemed to work quite well.  How could this be? 

The inspiration came with the thought: if plants in the Amazon are growing in nutrient poor soil, perhaps they adapted the ability to trap and absorb the minerals from dust that fell on their leaves before it even reached the soil?  Might all plants have on their leaves something akin to microscopic litter trappers?

This will be the starting point for the next installment in this series, where I will present evidence that this may indeed be the case.  From the global processes we have charted here, we will take a journey into the microscopic ecosystem of the leaf–including the leaves in our Ohio gardens.  Stay tuned!

Photo Captions/Credit:

Figure 1: Conceptual image of dust from the Saharan Desert crossing the Atlantic Ocean to the Amazon rainforest in South America. Image via Conceptual Image Lab, NASA/Goddard Space Flight Center

Figure 2: NASA image courtesy the MODIS Rapid Response Team, oddard Space Flight Center

Figure 3: The surface wind focusing toward the Bodélé. Right: 3D topography of the Sahara; left: a rare shuttle image of emission from the Bodélé between the Tibesti and the Ennedi mountains. From: The Bodélé depression: a single spot in the Sahara that provides most of the mineral dust to the Amazon forest:

Figure 4: Coloured scanning electron micrograph (SEM) of a Triceratium sp. diatom. By Steve Gschmeissner. : http://fineartamerica.com/featured/26-diatom-sem-steve-gschmeissner.html

Figure 5:  Sub-fossil skeleton of a 1.15 m long Nile Perch preserved within diatomite on the floor of palaeolake Mega Chad within the Bodélé. From Solid-phase phosphorus speciation in Saharan Bodélé Depression dusts and source sediments.

Green Knight

by Elsa Johnson

Look   …here are the marks of hooves and a spot

of blood on the packed snow   He’s come   It is

that coldest time before the tide of spring

sweeps in :  time of the green night   that swells

the buds of the redbud tree   the shadblow

and the maple    In the backyard late last

fall I cut spent heads off hydrangeas — 

they stood all winter in this amputated state   

Yesterday I saw in passing   below the

truncated stems   swollen buds :  that green

devil pushing that thick fluid through the tube

  

Morning    pale moon gone from the platinum

sky —  the birds erupt in pagan chorus

  

There is no no that force knows    

The Biting Lilt   The Rush

by Elsa Johnson

The first transcendence is a reaching out   as chest

expands to create pull for the first breath     drawing

all that is other inwards            a bellows sparking

marriage  :   air —  fueling flesh     Our beginnings —

like this    depend on words and on the worlds of

others  :   immanence and exhalation similar for tree

and fig and the black-cap chickadee  and us     We

know that the tree breaths silent and unseen and

the nipple of the fig begins at the throat swell

where the bee pillaged pollen and the sweetness

entered and was stored    Desire  :  as in the bright eyes

of the black-cap chickadees whose small breasts 

lifting    take inward clean bare breaths and

Sudden!   Songs of the world fling outward   

Sonnet to a Spider

by Elsa Johnson

It was a strange place to call home   If you’d been

bigger you’d not have fit the gap in the passenger

side mirror where you’d anchored one end of your

filigree web    I’d glance over as I sped down

the road and there you’d be — not tucked safe in your

den but gale tossed   scrunched to a blip   a small

ship clutching threads   When I’d arrived where I

was going    thinking to find you desiccated –

dead –  you’d unfurl your spider legs no worse

for wear    I began to think you liked it     You 

went everywhere with me until the day I 

chose for you a less dangerous life    (I hoped)

Miss you     see you still  :  goggles    jacket    

thin silk scarves trailing in the slip-stream wind