Ferocity

i sing to you through the velvet truth of my gaze slivered and spooned for slumber like the silver birds that ornament the celestial canopy i breath a life force honesty the heeling rain that lines your veins caressing the cambium’s peeling rifts i am the smoldering earth’s molten terrain roaring with the passionate ferocity […]

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Entrustment

polarity, and unidirectional flow, beaver gnaws the splitting trunk, heartwood and porous walls a sheltering warmth awaiting the beat of spring’s tiny wings. . you- i love, below and above. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Art: Hummingbird and Barn Owl

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Relations

a world obsessed with the fabricated nest of chaos. peace rests, in the interstice  of breath, born by the effort of our wings. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Painting: Hummingbirds by Meirou

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Fidelity

Love yearns  neither for ground  nor for sky, the compression  of time, a vanishing distance between you and i. body to soul, suspension of flight,  an eternal velocity, outpacing light. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Photo: Bird at Rest

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Synergy

amid blooms, the petaled providence of time strokes a downy breast, as eager tongue draws sun-honeyed dew. . quantum fuel flutters a precise alleron energy, the joy of bounds burst. there is no mystery in this ebb and flow, as i come to know our nature-heart, a union of poles, i come to you, beloved, […]

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Lengthening Shadows

Rising to fly west at dawn, winging their way east at sunset, wise crows don their shadows, never chase them. Silk taffeta overcoats, elegant as obsidian in moonlight, i envy their finery. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Photo: Crow by Kathy Fornal

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Warbler’s Speech

a rapid, staccato tune, drizzled into the silence between eighth notes. . in a world of clang  and clatter, what does it matter that she sings faster? . she will fall from the sky in a season or two. those who truly listen are the rare few. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Photo: Cherish

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Herding Hens

we determine our future with each fleeting thought. though mine tend to scratch and scatter,  digging in the slippery grass. with apron outstretched, i try to ease them back through the gate. but they rise and race randomly, incessantly attempting to flee the coop. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Photo: Maremma Guarding Chickens

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So Wafts The Wind…

through the concave walls woven from transformation embracing stillness wholeness rests at the center eternal voice sings of spring . © M.G. Iannucci 2017  

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