BeingDeep EcologyPoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – When the Tree Speaks My Name Weeks have passed since my last visit. Jack pine needles blanket the pole barn’s roof a painting of... williamricciAug 4, 2014Sep 27, 2014
BeingPoetry Poem – Eyes “Your eyes are closed”. “I’m not sleeping”. That I cannot see through light reflection and absorption I see... williamricciJul 26, 2014
BeingNaturePhotographyUpdate From a Puppy We brought Leroy home in early 2011, shortly after I returned from Alaska. I was apprehensive of bringing... williamricciJul 12, 2014
BeingNatureUpdate A Boy and His Dog Childhood memories of running through the yard, of dirt being kicked up, of throwing a ball and a... williamricciJul 6, 2014Jul 6, 2014
ArtsBeingEmpty FieldPhotographyPoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – Excerpt #2 from Sand Shadows The following are excerpts from a new piece I am writing called “Sand Shadows”. Excerpt #2 Grey sky... williamricciJun 26, 2014Aug 4, 2014
ArtsBeingPhotographyPoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – From Sand Shadows The following is from a new piece I am writing called “Sand Shadows”. Sitting at the stone table... williamricciJun 15, 2014
BeingMountainsNature Ed Viesturs: A Perspective on Mt. Everest A brief video of Ed Viesturs talking about the Khumba Icefall and the recent tragedy on Mt. Everest. williamricciMay 29, 2014May 29, 2014
ArtsBeingEditorNaturePoetryUpdate Poem – What We Must Do In the first light of day we head from the city into the greening forest filled with bird... williamricciMay 25, 2014
BeingNature Poem – Absentia #1 Absent of light the earth gathers itself reaching out to dark corners and pulling back that which strayed.... williamricciMay 21, 2014May 23, 2014
ArtsBeingJoline Poem – Another Life In another life, defined by just one different choice, I walk next to you as you lead us... williamricciMay 19, 2014
BeingMountainsNatureZen - Buddhism Poem – Into the Mountains Downtown Denver. Light seeps through spaces between tall buildings. Life on the streets waken – traffic, voices, birds.... williamricciMay 17, 2014Aug 4, 2014
ArtsBeingJackson PollockNaturePhotography If Jackson Pollock was a photographer, #1 I imagine one of his photos would look like this: williamricciApr 27, 2014Dec 17, 2014
ArtsBeingNaturePoetryUpdate Morning Thoughts Each room flooded with light. The floor is warm and fuzzy and in the middle the puppy sleeps.... williamricciApr 25, 2014
ArtsBeingMountainsNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – That Delicate Balance I listen and watch the stories unfold of tragedy and unrest of the mountains unease. There is no... williamricciApr 20, 2014
BeingMountainsNaturePoetry Dreaming of Home I know you are out there, and I hope you are waiting for my return. Each day you... williamricciApr 12, 2014