Hi, thank you for calling The Botanarchy Hotline. The Botanarchy Hotline is medicine disguised as a poem, delivered through the portal of your phone. It’s a ham-radio séance between you and the living Earth, for those ready to be bewildered back to life.
At its root, The Botanarchy Hotline is shaped by the Taoist art of listening to what does not announce itself, and by the long tradition of Chinese rivers-and-mountains poetry, where poems were never meant to be admired so much as entered. In that lineage, landscape is not scenery but teacher, and poetry is a tuning fork for perception, a way of aligning with the subtle movements of wind, water, season, and qi. The poets walked, listened, and wrote not to describe the world, but to be reshaped by it: to feel how a river moves thinking, how a mountain stores time, how silence speaks. The Hotline uses these poems as gateways rather than artifacts, inviting you into the same practice of deep listening… one where attention slows, senses sharpen, and the boundary between inside and outside grows porous. You’re not asked to interpret meaning, but to dwell, to let the poem work on you the way weather does, until the living world begins to answer back.
On the other end of the telephone line you’ll find seasonal transmissions aligned with the turning of the year: eco-poetic storytelling, field recordings gathered from canyon winds and riverbanks, sound captured inside redwood hollows and fire-scarred hillsides. These are stitched together with silence, static, and the imperfect beauty of signal received. Think of it as an ephemeral radio station broadcasting from the mycelial underground.
Each transmission is crafted in vintage ham-radio mono, and the archives on this site offer a textured, sumptuous, ASMR audioscape.
The Botanarchy Hotline is a practice in deep listening. Not the kind of listening that tunes you out, the kind that tunes you in, to the small, wild, shimmering things you might otherwise miss. At its core is a much older medicine, practiced long before it had a name: learning by watching weather move through bodies, by letting the senses be educated by land, season, and silence. The work is simple and exacting. It begins by noticing:
the drifting plum blossom,
clouds snagged on the ridge,
the mountain unmoved.
the drifting plum blossom,
clouds snagged on the ridge,
the mountain unmoved.
Whether you call 833-ECO-POEM from a rotary phone in a tuft of moss underneath a sequoia sempervirens, or you listen to the archive on this site while eye-gazing with your favorite mountain, you are invited to contribute a field note by leaving a message on the hotline voicemail.
The voice at the end of the telephone line belongs to me - Carolyn Barron - a Chinese Medicine Physician, poet, and ecological storyteller in private practice in the wilds of Los Angeles. I work with bodies the way landscapes work: through cycles, relationship, awe, and reverence. My work is for those who long to end the corporate co-optation of the body, know and embrace their unique inner ecosystem, and re-wild medicine for full aliveness.
This project was forged during wildfire season, when the hills were burning and it became impossible to ignore that what we call “wellness” does not come from products or protocols. It arises from relationship - to place, to season, to element, to our human and more-than-human neighbors, and the cosmic processes we are all embroiled in together.
Wellness moves by practice, not purchase.
Through poems, stories, and small acts of attention, The Botanarchy Hotline invites you to walk yourself back into intimacy with the living world. You’ll find yourself wandering and meandering, not toward an endpoint, but toward a way of being. A way of listening. A way of remembering that you are not separate from the seasons.
They pass through you, too.
The voice at the end of the telephone line belongs to me - Carolyn Barron - a Chinese Medicine Physician, poet, and ecological storyteller in private practice in the wilds of Los Angeles. I work with bodies the way landscapes work: through cycles, relationship, awe, and reverence. My work is for those who long to end the corporate co-optation of the body, know and embrace their unique inner ecosystem, and re-wild medicine for full aliveness.
This project was forged during wildfire season, when the hills were burning and it became impossible to ignore that what we call “wellness” does not come from products or protocols. It arises from relationship - to place, to season, to element, to our human and more-than-human neighbors, and the cosmic processes we are all embroiled in together.
Wellness moves by practice, not purchase.
Through poems, stories, and small acts of attention, The Botanarchy Hotline invites you to walk yourself back into intimacy with the living world. You’ll find yourself wandering and meandering, not toward an endpoint, but toward a way of being. A way of listening. A way of remembering that you are not separate from the seasons.
They pass through you, too.