Syracuse, NY 13210
Green OrgasmB.A. St. Andrews
Again in the eastern woodlands
the miracle begins. What we
feared was locked forever
inside snow and isolation moves
imperceptibly together. As if
from the dead, passion rises
with the blood of maples and we,
brave as spring stars and old
trees, abandon the safety
of distances. We cast off
blankets piled against the graveyard
chill, cast off cottons, cast off
wool that sealed frail hopes
from one another’s hands. Almost
despaired of, the sap lifts on great
pulleys of sunlight, spilling into
buckets, mating with honey-tongued
fire, roiling and boiling into this
sweetest of sugars. Laud the green
of new-mottled lizards, praise
this pistachio air, rejoice
with white waters leaping
over the precipice of bone.
Greet with solemn joy
the small, speckled emerald
of the warbler’s egg, the music
of fiddlehead ferns as every
where the evergreen of mercy’s
season kisses us awake and every
thing shudders into now. Now.
Submissions:Accepted annually September 1 through May 1.
The Healing Muse 13 Publication Launch
October 30, 2013
4:00 - 5:00 p.m.
Medical Alumni Aud.
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