(Poem) Eternal for Mago Circle by Anne Wilkerson Allen
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Here on these pages a fire began with a spark of recognition. Haven’t I tasted your words at some communal table set to honor the goddess? The strings of the Read More …
Here on these pages a fire began with a spark of recognition. Haven’t I tasted your words at some communal table set to honor the goddess? The strings of the Read More …
Roots I don’t understand the languages of the ancestors, but I hear them speak to me in birdsong, communicating through the shapes of leaves, navigating the patterns of rough bark Read More …