Poem for the day by Liāna Langa
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tares and anemones have finished blooming
under the skin of turf I, cocooned, lie, trying to understand,
where the colors of blossoms have lain, what are the steps of seeds
my casing is quiet and musical,
yellowed, rich
nowhere is the sky closer than underground,
among the roots of hyssop, the juice of dead time
I filter these along with the clay,
refusing the sparking of memory
am in opposition, vibrate, whine
becoming ready
ps friends, i blew it w the info before about the lunar celebration of imbolc, which actually occurs a week from today with the full moon--it is the full moon that occurs in the sun sign aquarius--Feb 9. Enjoy your day!!
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