poetry • art • music journal

mercurial salon series 

community calendar 

collective gathering space 

 

 

founded by Monique Erickson

ISSUE 1. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE

01.30.24 digital + print

ISSUE 1. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE

01.30.24 digital + print

LONESOME came to me in January: 

an impulse, a necessity, a need,

a birthday gift from the other side, 

the underside, the underneath.

 

We are a gathering point, 

a fulcrum, a hand that feeds,

what a poet will tell you,

what the old friend sees.

 

We are wildflowers on the highway 

getting lost among the weeds.

What magic have we mustered 

from what brought us to our knees?

 

LONESOME came to me in January: 

an impulse, a necessity, a need,

a birthday gift from the other side, 

the underside, the underneath.

 

We are a gathering point, 

a fulcrum, a hand that feeds,

what a poet will tell you,

what the old friend sees.

 

We are wildflowers on the highway 

getting lost among the weeds.

What magic have we mustered 

from what brought us to our knees?

 

poetry • art • music journal

mercurial salon series 

community calendar 

collective gathering space

 

founded by Monique Erickson

ISSUE 1. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE

01.30.24 digital + print

ISSUE 1. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE

01.30.24 digital + print

LONESOME came to me in January: 

an impulse, a necessity, a need,

a birthday gift from the other side, 

the underside, the underneath.

 

We are a gathering point, 

a fulcrum, a hand that feeds,

what a poet will tell you,

what the old friend sees.

 

We are wildflowers on the highway 

getting lost among the weeds.

What magic have we mustered 

from what brought us to our knees?

 

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