Sunday, April 28, 2013


the rites of emergence
replete with crowns of loss
from the dead winter
our salvaged dreams are carried

a hare with promise
springs from this confinement
an ancient image of moon and hare
a knotted knowledge of wise women

she stands upon a curve
a proclamation with outstreched stars


  1. Very nice piece Linda. I'm curious: were you inspired by this image or did you find it by chance? I'm almost certain you were inspired by the pic.

    I love both the poem and the pic.

  2. Hi Nada, thanks! I wrote the poem first then searched for an appropriate image to post it with :)