Haloed moon

my animus came to me

bleeding

in a dream

a mountain goat

standing

he showed me

between his strong legs

 thick hairs

a rag soaked in the moon

the smell of his strength

and compassion

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    • I’ve been having a series of dreams this Spring that seem more physical, more sensual than waking life. I can wake up and go right back into them, which I haven’t experienced before. And it’s the same dream person in every one. Thanks Sirena Tales….Your encouragement is a joy.

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  1. I will continue to restrain myself from commenting on every piece as a tour this early work regardless of how crazy powerful beautiful or lightning-struck it may be… I’ll just read thinking … in the telling and then the listening. You’re an amazing gal Jana White.

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