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Harvest

Iona Mannion-Brown

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Harvest- Iona: Image

Raspberry leaves empty into my hands
Your face is glowing again
Feathery hair and red wine stains
For cheeks
A pink veils our faces and you are a moon beam
In green
The heady nights rolling into my mind of champagne and
Frothy potions of angels
Ruby candles and the vast opals of ebony that mean
The sky is pregnant with darkness
And yellow lights blister the pavement we walk on
Glassy wallpaper under our feet
Do your eyes deceive you, love?
A kaleidoscope in you and
Apricots in my mind.
A Dandelion Adonis.
We may marry at midnight
Betwixt a tempestuous secret
Anyway,
I’ve found Eldorado
Rippling into your
Wings.

Harvest- Iona: Text
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