la louve à la lune ǀ the wolf to the moon
Original works of poetry, fiction, creative non-fiction and essays by A. M. Wilsonne
in the third person she is apart from the world. she sits in her chair and observes. images moving on a screen. that guy is he. that gal is she. they are those people. those people. and the audio track accompanying the moving images says the world is going crazy. look at it. she does... Continue Reading →
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkULaaVChB0 waiting on the dandelion and wind in gusts to blow o'er hills plains forests faults of earthquakes they had known that seed scattered from the forecast ever changing storms to sunshine rain to snow will one day soon know fertile ground to rest take root and thrive to grow Copyright © 2021 A.M. Wilsonne
From the sea he sees me on my rock...perched, thinks he, like a delicate song bird chittering, lovely,on the most outstretched branch of a tree,riding out a lively wind with grace,simply, and yet wondrously. No, dear mariner,This siren who catches your eye today,who captivates your mind from one thousand yards away,lying upon her bed of... Continue Reading →
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKm3Sed7n14 Lovely how we have to sleep to stop for several hours on end all around the same time. As the sky grows dim and the sun recedes so our eyelids fall a little more heavily a little tougher to lift setting our vision even to night. And together likewise all across the planet we... Continue Reading →
I'd like to re-write history. I’d like to re-write history because this narrative does not appeal to me. I look back on our collective infamies how they mar my identity how they reveal humanity uglier than we seemed to be uglier that we’ve… liked to think painted as something I am not proud to see... Continue Reading →
la louve à la lune ǀ the wolf to the moon 