Malaise–Purple Profundity: Poetry by Elisabeth Connelley

birds unfed
feasting table
flowing on the lawn
that grows up through our grief
that spills
and trickles down
feeding roots
and thoughts as yet
flowers of spring
petals plucked clean again to float
off on the wind
of desire and need

–by Elisabeth Connelley

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