Today’s prompt  was to write a poem in the spirit of Mary Oliver and focus on the natural world. Audio here



slow the light
bends to water.
slight the sliver
moon: bone saw

we tattoo ourselves
with rings hoping
something green
might return
to this dry skin

but I feel you loud
across this sky, darling
I hear a new season
start with a sigh


Picture credit from ‘The 25 Stages from Courtship to Marriage’ – a wonderfully weird collection from the Boston Library available

at https://publicdomainreview.org/collections/the-25-stages-from-courtship-to-marriage/




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