Yantra

a succulent blade curls toward light in a centric cobblestone crevice. rounding a labyrinth curve, soft footfalls whisper their departure from the fringe. in the still point, love has no need  to seek reciprocation, the birthing  of its relation, an expectation eternally given. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Art: Lalita’s Garden Sri Yantra by Nadean OBrien

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Responsibility

luminous tones, deceptively alone, vibrating strings in a quantum sea, where resonance weeps a manifesting melody. . creator is me and us, in trust. what we sow is what we know of a radical rhythm, penetrating visages. bodies wedded to stars, wrinkles and scars,  subtle curves, and soft places  where longing  spreads its wings  for a […]

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Settling

words grate like barefeet on the harvest’s debris. so i till them, unscripted  into frost heaves. others i swirl,  into dervishes  on the vacant wind. . i pour their dust  through fissures  in the silent silo of self, and cling  to the Love that lies above the knowing of us. in that alone do i […]

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Nychthemeron

i wed my heart  to the horizon line inhaling the breath  that in turn breathes mine. . the liminal progresses to a matutinal hue, as i yield to the auspicious sway of the dew. . The Greek word “nychthemeron” is used to denote day and night with no separation between them, a single twenty-four hour period […]

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Seasoned

i would rather live soul to soul with you, drenched in love – aflame, than spend one moment that is not true  in a world   of the loveless mundane. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Painting: Season Tree

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