C.J. Prince arrived in the Northwest, escorted by two dragons and one hundred and eight boxes of poems and a few lagging computers. You will find her under a maple tree, or lingering on the shore, always catching words. Author of Mother, May I, a poetry book, two chapbooks, Twenty Four Houses and Fox, and a novel, Canvas Angels, included in Catching My Breath. Prince received the Distinguished Poet Award from Writers International Network Canada.
Reflection on Poetry Postcard Trees (& Photos!)
We need to learn from Fujitaro and see the gardens that can grow from our wastelands, from the Pacific trash heap to the City of Seattle dump to the logged former forestland to the filled in estuaries of rivers like the Duwamish that make the Port of Seattle or Marshlands that make Baltimore’s inner harbor to the sprawl of LA and suburbs around all cities in this country to the merciless businesses of insurance and pharmaceuticals and lobbying and media (social, in particular) and AI and bottled water and so on.








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