lamentofspring

[lamentofspring]

In Talbot, Wales

[lamentofspring]

“Is it up to me? / I have been decidedly sparse with the mercy I have offered myself / I do not want it to be me / when to be loved is to be put to bed / so tenderly”

— Haley Green, from “Something about Pennsylvania & the Holy Word,” Cathexis Northwest Press (July-August 2025 Issue)

[lamentofspring]

“Can forgiveness be the same as absolution / or will the taste always be in my mouth?”

— Haley Green, from “Something about Pennsylvania & the Holy Word,” Cathexis Northwest Press (July-August 2025 Issue)

[lamentofspring]

“Is it up to me? / I have been decidedly sparse with the mercy I have offered myself / I do not want it to be me / when to be loved is to be put to bed / so tenderly”

— Haley Green, from “Something about Pennsylvania & the Holy Word,” Cathexis Northwest Press (July-August 2025 Issue)

[lamentofspring]

“Can forgiveness be the same as absolution / or will the taste always be in my mouth?”

— Haley Green, from “Something about Pennsylvania & the Holy Word,” Cathexis Northwest Press (July-August 2025 Issue)

[lamentofspring]

“It prays to be / defenseless in the arms of a pity so holy it tells it what it deserves and what it does not / this has always / been”

— Haley Green, from “Uprooting the scion,” Overgrowth Press (The Noir Issue, June 2025)

[lamentofspring]

“what has come after / here on the soft reclaiming wings of the morning / take into your arms / what you first carried in your womb / that makes you feel the shedding of your clothes / is a sacrament / rather than a sacrifice / that makes your poor burning flesh / smell like your loved one / who you always wanted to save”

— Haley Green, from “With a Garland Forlorn,” Overgrowth Press (The Noir Issue, June 2025)

[lamentofspring]

“in our death / ever cyclical / I understand that in fate we will fall away from one another / & you understand that in longing our hands will cradle one another’s once more”

— Haley Green, from “Foreordination/Hope,” Overgrowth Press (The Noir Issue, June 2025)

[lamentofspring]

“why do you long if the answer has always been the same? / if your fate does not depend on how tightly your hands are holding what you love? / if what you deserve is contingent upon the one who forsook gentleness when laying us alongside one another?”

— Haley Green, from “Foreordination/Hope,” Overgrowth Press (The Noir Issue, June 2025)

[lamentofspring]

“It prays to be / defenseless in the arms of a pity so holy it tells it what it deserves and what it does not / this has always / been”

— Haley Green, from “Uprooting the scion,” Overgrowth Press (The Noir Issue, June 2025)

[lamentofspring]

“what has come after / here on the soft reclaiming wings of the morning / take into your arms / what you first carried in your womb / that makes you feel the shedding of your clothes / is a sacrament / rather than a sacrifice / that makes your poor burning flesh / smell like your loved one / who you always wanted to save”

— Haley Green, from “With a Garland Forlorn,” Overgrowth Press (The Noir Issue, June 2025)

[lamentofspring]

“in our death / ever cyclical / I understand that in fate we will fall away from one another / & you understand that in longing our hands will cradle one another’s once more”

— Haley Green, from “Foreordination/Hope,” Overgrowth Press (The Noir Issue, June 2025)

[lamentofspring]

“why do you long if the answer has always been the same? / if your fate does not depend on how tightly your hands are holding what you love? / if what you deserve is contingent upon the one who forsook gentleness when laying us alongside one another?”

— Haley Green, from “Foreordination/Hope,” Overgrowth Press (The Noir Issue, June 2025)

[lamentofspring]

“with a garland forlorn” embroidered by me inspired by a poem I wrote 🤍

[lamentofspring]

“with a garland forlorn” embroidered by me inspired by a poem I wrote 🤍

[lamentofspring]

Un silencio de tumba, 1976

[lamentofspring]

oh spring. you are ever gracious