Moonlighting

It is not the moon’s alchemy that sets me free, but a vast unknowing. Entwined within quasars and quarks is nothing. A pure potentiality that breathes its life into everything I need and grants me stories that unfold in seven billion verses in a universe held in unity by Truth. I can finally feel…home.

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I sing for you…

I want to dedicate this post to mothers, to those who are widowed, divorced, or without a partner. If you are separated from your children because of immigration or Coronavirus isolation. I spoke with a mother yesterday who told me that she thought she was failing because she cries. So do I. We all cry. […]

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Decussat

over the breast of moon fingertips skim where i end and you begin ~ From my book Luminarium Tonight is the Full Flower Moon. A super moon is closer to earth because of its elliptical orbit. Will the powerful tides bring what I desire?

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Running Lights

white wings sing you to me as your memory refuses to leave like the fingertips on my lips that left your print unsilenced though we part you remain unvanquished from my heart ~ © M.G. Iannucci 2020 Photo: A wing over Lake Pontchartrain

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Trade Routes

rind tests with zest then finds its rest within reason’s cleft as the forest floor subsumes the quiet of a velvet wind the indigo skin i am embraced in ~ © M.G. Iannucci 2020 When brilliance of mind outshines the eye. Photo by Doug Reilly. Taken in Washington DC area. More of his work can […]

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