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Poetry and prose woven with the earth and sky. A woman finding home in the wild places, writing her heart out in fields and forests.

Newsletter · By Hannah King · Official site

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Sep 25, 2026
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  1. Issue · Sep 25, 2026

    THIS IS ALL A GIVING IN TO LOVE (opens the original)

    Excerpt · Neutral tone

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    The witch arrives on this second dayof autumn. I eat the flesh of wild fruit,tuck agates and feathers into pockets,speak to frogs and passing winds.Leaves fall. I walk this path,hands sticky, skin flushed.//When fullness turns slowly toward emptying,when lack reaches its hand to receive,petals drop and seeds bury themselves.We ache, and so bring bread to our mouths.I let go as leaves do—to fall, to feed, to rest, to die into the process,<

  2. Issue · Sep 4, 2026

    LETTING THE PIECES FALL (opens the original)

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  3. Issue · Aug 24, 2026

    THE EUPHORIA OF FLIGHT (opens the original)

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  4. Issue · Aug 7, 2026

    AS LONG AS WE ARE ALIVE (opens the original)

    Excerpt · Positive tone

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    My Love comes,kisses my wounds with sunlight.What bled is healing and when I am naked before you I feel the breeze of your body rush against mine,sweat drips down the cool of my back,you entice me with sweet berries hanging over the fence. How met, how filled I amwhen I sit myself at your feet and you ask me to rise,to look into your eyes so that I can be seen.//A love poem to the Beloved//I used to think that God lived outside of me&#

  5. Issue · Jul 26, 2026

    AN OCEAN BOWL OF STARS (opens the original)

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