#emplumada

[lifeinpoetry]

I was a girl. I was juniper / or magnolia, all violet and rage.

— Lorna Dee Cervantes, from “Before You Go,” Emplumada

[soracities]

Lorna Dee Cervantes, ‘Moonwalkers’, Emplumada

[rabbit-light]

Emplumada

When summer ended the leaves of snapdragons withered taking their shrill-colored mouths with them. They were still, so quiet. They were violet where umber now is. She hated and she hated to see them go. Flowers born when the weather was good - this she thinks of, watching the branch of peaches daring their ways above the fence, and further, two hummingbirds, hovering, stuck to each other, arcing their bodies in grim determination to find what is good, what is given them to find. These are warriors distancing themselves from history. They find peace in the way they contain the wind and are gone.

Lorna Dee Cervantes                                        

[macoatl]

Inktober 23 QUETZALCOATL,

Feathered serpent, the wind god.

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Serpiente emplumada, el díos del viento.

[unaheridaabierta]

two hummingbirds, hovering, stuck to each other, arcing their bodies in grim determination to find what is good, what is given them to find. These are warriors distancing themselves from history. They find peace in the way they contain the wind and are gone.

“Emplumada”, Lorna Dee Cervantes

[lifeinpoetry]

You tide me and I rise, / and there's no truth / more simple.

— Lorna Dee Cervantes, from “Como lo Siento,” Emplumada

[soracities]

Lorna Dee Cervantes, Emplumada

[soracities]

I was a girl. I was juniper or magnolia, all violet and rage.

Lorna Dee Cervantes, from ‘Before You Go’, Emplumada