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today is wilderness crawl forest heart beat my chest antlers on my head woad painted skin fingerbone dressed and briar soul time forgotten i lichen stone i shadow low place songs kissing spidersilk stretched between mycellium me telegraph a spirit on roam today is wilderness
Love this old-world style.
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Thank you! 🕺
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Oh, I love this. It makes me think of the story of the deer woman calling men to the woods.
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It has some of those elements, actually. Intentional, even, although not specific to, if that makes sense.
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I get that—a lot of your poems evoke images of folk tales or Norse mythology. It’s what I love the most about them.
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