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It's the Season I Often Mistake, #poetry by #AdaLimón

Birds for leaves, and leaves for birds. The tawny yellow mulberry leaves are always goldfinches tumbling across the lawn like extreme elation. The last of the maroon crabapple ovates are song sparrows that tremble all at once. And today, just when I could not stand myself any longer, a group of field sparrows, which were actually field sparrows, flew up into the bare branches of the hackberry and I almost collapsed: leaves reattaching themselves to the tree like a strong spell for reversal. What else did I expect? What good is accuracy amidst the perpetual scattering that unspools the world.

— Hurting Kind by Ada Limon (Page 56)

A Reminder from the Stars, #poetry by #NikitaGill

Constellations of stars exploded to bring you into life.

The molecules in your left collarbone come from a different galaxy than your right.

And by defiantly existing against all odds you are honoring their sacrifice.

— Where Hope Comes From by Nikita Gill (Page 41)

Rising and Falling, #poetry by #JoyHarjo

Human poetry is a restless soul And does not always know what it holds, When it is regaling beloved guests at a table Graced with food and drink. What Songs of tempestuous rising and falling, One country after another.

— An American Sunrise by Joy Harjo (Page 35)