She puzzles us. She births, vivifies, and heals. She kills, purges, and wounds. Her stratified stirring blossoms Siberian squill amid demise. From the future, she renews the present, transforms the past. She is earth-shattering renewal— apocalyptic wind— Spirit—paradox.
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Poetry ©2021 Andrew Williams
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