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Under Stone Moon

artwork by Emily Whittle
Kousa dogwood yields fruit
for us, food for twilight hours.
As full moon rises 
We rest ourselves down on summer’s
Moss, tiny forests that beckon
Promising us they can take our weight. O we drink pine tree’s 
Sweet sap-nectar whilst opening
Fern’s window. Stars invite us
To count them and we bob our heads 
In and out of creek’s cold wetness while tasting
Stones between our teeth. White calla lily
Begins to sing as dusk 
Sways, a veil is thinning and she 
Knows it. We tremble a little as 
Tree-spirits emerge to tell us their secrets and we know 
This night is young.
All ingredients are here and ocean
Is our soup our buddha our mystery
Not ours at all. We indeed are pieces of yarrow-quilt,
Gentle on this earth
Bathed yesterday in the ocean
Love that salt on skin
Come with us to tea
Guest list: ant, squirrel and tree
Cloud, berry and bee
Oak, red stone and sea

Rebecca Canright grew up on an organic farm on the east coast of the United States. She attended Evergreen State College in Olympia, Washington, USA, and lived and worked on both the east and west coasts in her post-college years. She believes that the more we share our love of the Earth with each other in this complex time, the more we strengthen our collective motion toward ecological healing.

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