Errant Spring


let me be your animal concealed in moonlight’s silver beams nude and chilled in errant spring

peer at me
through brush and bough
stirred by lustful youth
forfending when
and why it passed

listen in timeless darkness
night, herself,
will sing a vernal nocturne
an elegy
to once her favorite flower

Jennifer Sokolov is a healer living and practicing in New York City. She is a proud member of Los Tocayos cohort and sends love to them and the larger MEA family daily.

P.S. Spring is typically planting season so I watched “The Boy Who Harnessed the Wind” on Netflix two nights ago, a film based in Malawi, Africa that got quite a bit of critical attention last year. For those of you who are looking for some added resilience with a sprinkle of adaptability, I recommend you watch it as there are some common themes (although in the western world most of us are not nearly as dire as the famine you’ll see in the beautiful film) that might be inspiring.

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