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Mariah

Reditus

See the info with the video for the poem as there is not enough space here for the text, sadly.  

Potestates visus

Surgit

I do not have memories

I have dreams

Wake up

longiniquity

I call to you 

and the winds susurrus loud

  

I reach to you 

and the fires burn luminous

  

I trill to you 

and the waters course pellucid 

    


My ears hear your locution 

My eyes descry you before me  

My heart dwells upon you 

  


You can not glean 

my timbrous vibration 

 

You can not see 

my glistening visage


You can not feel 

my supple softness

WytchRound

Somethings

Fall between the Lines

Day in the forest

Cinder Sound

When the nights went long

Æsahættr

Deception Pass