Poetry Trail

The Poetry Trail at Tahilla Farm

A meditative walk through stillness, light, and the words that move us

The Poetry Trail begins just beyond the meadow, where the house fades into the landscape and the woods begin to gather around you. A narrow path—pine-needled, fern-fringed, and softly worn—leads you beneath the trees. Light filters gently through hemlocks and maples. A stream threads beside you, its voice steady and clear. The air shifts, and with it, something in you begins to quiet.

This trail is a meditative walk—quiet, grounding, and deeply felt. Poems are placed along the way, tucked into the landscape with care. They are not my own writing, but pieces I’ve discovered over time—words that found me, stirred something, and stayed. You’ll find Wendell Berry, Virginia Woolf, and others whose language speaks to stillness, presence, and the inner life. Some poems arrive like whispers. Others land with quiet weight. Each one invites a pause, a breath, a step inward.

The trail itself is gentle and relatively flat—about a mile and a half depending on the route we take. There are options for a shorter loop or a longer, more immersive walk. It’s meant to be accessible, a path shaped by natural rhythms, not formal routes.

This is not a trail to rush. It’s a trail for returning—to nature, to self, to the thoughts that surface only when we walk slowly enough to hear them. The trail doesn’t offer instruction. It offers permission—to feel, to reflect, to simply be.

For those who walk it, may the poems and the place offer what is needed. A moment of quiet. A thread of meaning. A step toward the unspoken.

P.S. If you choose to walk the trail with me—during Framing the Unspoken or another quiet moment—long pants, long sleeves, a sun hat, and bug spray are recommended. We’ll have extra on hand. This is New Hampshire, after all. We take care, and we’ll do the same for