FRESH OUT OF COLLEGE and into the Great Recession, I abandoned my studies to chase a childhood dream: to join the pantheon of dolphin and whale trainers anywhere I could be near captive cetaceans.

DO YOU LOVE ORION? Have you ever imagined getting your work published by us? Well, you might be in luck! In September, Orion is opening two pitch windows, one for digital-exclusive stories, and the ...

THE DRY COUNTRY IS fond of yellow as its accent color. The landscape primarily clothes itself in tones of earthy strata and the soft neutrals of grassland, but yellow is always part of the ensemble, ...

and found a universe of life.

When we write about landscapes we know well and inhabit, it is easy to stop truly seeing and fall into habits surrounding language, image, and form. When this happens, poets need to find ways to ...

The genre of environmental writing has been expanding in recent years.

Many of us have enjoyed long journeys (expeditions, treks) that involve radical changes of setting and habit. Much excellent writing has come out of this type of movement (think Robert Macfarlane, ...

Meditations on time and rebellion against the straight line ...

LAKE SUPERIOR ON A CALM DAY has a depth clarity of over a hundred feet. In shallow waters, boulders appear to be just below the surface. Near shore, trash creates a timeline of occupation: plates, ...

HEAT WAVES SHIMMER above the grasses, the air heavy and white and ringing with the buzz of cicadas. The boys have been shoeless all summer long, but even so the dry September stubble of 1895 pricks ...

I SEE HIM CLOAKED in cold mist, the Fisher King, a desolate figure in a wasteland of his own making. He hunches silently over his fishing rod in a sea of silence, catching nothing except the ...

IT IS SPRING IN HOUSTON, which means that each day the temperature rises and so does the humidity. The bricks of my house sweat. In my yard the damp air condenses on the leaves of the crepe myrtle ...