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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Shelved

the light that leads  inside of me is One who knows  the books of my life  stacked floor to ceiling  wall to wall in love with it all . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Painting: Bernard Fritze, 1954

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Arguing about “God”

Is God all-powerful, all- knowing, all that? A pseudo-spiritual reactor or Schrodinger’s cat? I thought I would like an answer for that. Since right on the fence is where I’ve sat,   With a philosophical version of the Cat in the Hat. So…   Would God know how many stars are made, Across the universe at […]

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