Ripening

Photos: Fruits on the path that I walk every day. It is a slow ripening along the way. Chasteberry, black walnut, black raspberry, partridgeberry, wild strawberries…some poisonous and prickly, others sweet and yummy. We are what we see. It’s all good medicine. Enjoy the day. ☀️

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Wake Me

a pearled seatraces the fan of my hipand slips unwarilyinto the estuarywhere time bleeds ignorance dips its handsin this placid meniscuslover, wake meas night drops its curtainstealthy across the breastof my uncertaintyand as i resist your silenceravish me ~ M.G. Iannucci 2020With gratitude to my inner and outer muse, anima calling. Photo: by Ive Freya

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Reception Room 52

sew and patch a lesser love the lukewarm quilt barely covers enough ~ M.G. Iannucci 2020 I am hemming the sorrow of a courser weave, preparing to leave. ~ Voluntary simplicity is nonviolent. Choosing to leave lesser forms of loving is also the cultivation of elegant minimalism. The singleness of unity is not scarcity, although […]

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Admissions

the rope goes slack as i take my golden shadow back ~ M.G. Iannucci 2020 Spiritual power is internal. Art: Dancing

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Cultivars

growl below my rolling knolls places I hide unlace my pride lover, imprint me with infinity ~ M.G. Iannucci 2020 Art: Seed    

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