Mary and the Sphinx Taken over by the holy mission, bare feet soothed in the warm wind. Look to the sky, to the star Eyes upturned in the pleasure and wonder of purpose. Nature is shifting: heart full of nursing, of nurturing the blessed one, infant in arms. So fully protected, all may shed their burdens -- to feed, to nourish, or to sleep. The morning will come. Betsy Mars Betsy Mars is a Connecticut-born, mostly California-raised poet, educator, and mother two adult children and several animals. Living in Brazil as a child led to a lifelong love of language, travel, and an appreciation for other cultures. Her work has appeared in The Rise Up Review, The California Quarterly, and Antiheroin Chic, among others.
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Allison Thorner
7/1/2022 11:05:59 am
How can I get a copy of this image? I had it once framed but have lost it. May I purchase it with you? Or a copy the magazine it appeared in?
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