Audrey Crocco The wind-swept field, summoning the waltz of the wild violet. Deliriously swaying to the whir of the world like the lick of a flame. But the wave of lush purple warmly regards its atmosphere, selflessly. Of intimate mornings and autumnal sky, riverbanks and neighboring marigolds. The mellow incense of the herbaceous plants garnish the air. Pollen that wafts to … [Read more...] about Earthly Murals
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Not So Different, You and I
Jacob Fuhrer Oh, glory to the working man, who works the land with calloused hands. And glory to the highest tree, With leaves that drift like steam off tea. Glory to the axe he owns, That turns the trees to stumps and stones. Glory to the branching arms, Which reach toward skies like knotting yarn. Glory to his next of kin, For whom he swings his axe of sin. Glory to the … [Read more...] about Not So Different, You and I
Emerald
Zoe Lachter These emerald ferns that swing and sway And sing in their own emerald way Though often the lilies have more to say I listen to them most They whisper your name once or twice Their syllables fast and precise Then stop, they know that will suffice To bring me back your ghost We’ll sit in sunlight leopard spots Who’ve dripped through branches’ leaves and knots My … [Read more...] about Emerald
american soil
by Eden Bailie there were only elements and planetary breaths, water cooling magma, birth, creation-eating-creation, fungi feeding from a purer deathno cathedrals for praise, only treetops, trees for everyonewith swaying leaf steeples reaching up and out to touch a creator’s fingertipand early-age worshippers led home in quiet night forests by shaman oaks. then theft, … [Read more...] about american soil