The mind, a dormant stone

where my heart is. being stretched across the dim floor. economic hustle tender unfeeling this is the last breath. negative certainty of utter deliverance to pity. i know, i feel pity in this relic't time. a factor of none, to one, always one and then another to face in the mirror. just look the other way. see the leaves drifting into sun and shade. always. there is no more time to spend; feeling like there is nothing left to catch  on your  tongue.  ~ Jessica M. Wilson ahora noche dia 1248 am PST Thursday 2024 twenty twenty four  

 I am so honored to announce my partnership wtih Avenue 50 Studios, a premiere art gallery in Highland Park, in a historic part of NELA.  Starting April 25, I will be teaching my Ekphrastic Poetry Master Classes! We meet 6:30-8pm, in person at Avenue 50, examining and embodying modern artworks in curent residence at Avenue 50! Not only that, learn more from Art History as we delve into Masterpieces that lend themself to the technicques or inspiraions behind the art. Classes are $20 each.  Minimum of 3 classes will earn you publication by LA Poet Society Press. Meet and Greet contemorary Artitsts!  Learn Art History, write and embody visual art, to bring a new perspective and experience to the artwork! Register by visiting: https://www.lapoetsociety.org/product-page/registration-for-jessica-m-wilson-ephrastic-poetry-master-class

Happy Earth Month!  Right now, we see the blossoms opening, the vines ripening -- the sweet smell of Spring is here! Congratulations to everyone for making it out of the darkness, in this frigid air... the dew of the damp Earth has sprouted many blessings.  Rake up the gentle soil and bring her into your circle. Let the abundance flow into your circle; enjoy the fragrance of your harvest. I wanted to offer up this powerful song; Madre Tierra , by Maya Jupiter. Her message is steady and daring to be spoken into the ears of all who dwell on and know Mother Earth.  Speak righteously, and take care. ~ Jessica ~