Bog Poems 1-4

Bogs call to us in a misunderstood language; these poems are my attempt to listen. They were written as I completed a dissertation developing posthuman ecological epistemologies needed for approaching uncertain, yet devastating climate futures. As I sunk into research, I began to desire not only to learn about bogs, but to think like a bog, to find the similarities across our organismic selves. The poetry presented here reflects our alignment as generative yet normatively non-productive bodies. While too often seen as empty wastelands, bogs invite us to question what is seen and unseen when sight itself is shaped according to capitalist missions of extraction. I ask what we may learn from this refusal, as I translate visions of ecologically-erotic queer desire shaped by opaque entanglements, rather than identitarian categorization. Bog Poems recognize more-than-human entanglements pulsating with erotics and temporalities that we may derive great pleasure in learning with/from.