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DECIDUOUS WOMAN by Laura Demelza Bosma

Deciduous Woman


When the heat falls out her bones moan.
As she loses sap her bark crinkles.
Her leaves color a grandmother’s witches-dress.
Her brew of a few drops is drunk and given back
in the hooting of owls. Her heat felt by wolf-children
at her roots.

For each spirit there is a chamber in which oneness is included
surrounded by the uniqueness of individual sparks.
Painted flamed before killed by individual snuffers.
Just a girl might think the smith is a drunkard.

Chewing on licorice in the city she loves you.
You are in her embrace while she leaves you.

A small branch cracking off.
Some dry rags of witches-dress
in fading color still adorn you.

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(Excerpt from The Call of the Ink Bird (Nov. 2017, Tandava Press)

Photography by Greg A. Hartford


Laura Demelza Bosma (1986) is a Dutch singing and painting poetess living in Austria where she gave birth to three lovely children. She is author of The Call of the Ink Bird (Nov. 2017, Tandava Press), her first collection of poem in English. Laura follows the river of life and loves to spend time to take care of her roots, just by being where she is wherever she is. The magic is in the little things. Laura won a few Dutch youth-poetry-prices and studied Writing For Performance at the art academy. A poetry volume got published, called ‘ Zo vliegen de walvissen’. (Thus The Whales Fly) One of her favourite expressions was the performance of her poems. They were well received at poetry-slams and other small literature-festivals. After taking part of shamanic ayahuasca-ceremonies and visiting the Babaji-ashram in Loenen (NL), Laura more and more lived her life in the name of devotion (bhakti yoga), being a woman and opening up like a flower. At the moment she is learning to become a Doula, a servant for woman during pregnancy, labor and the weeks afterwards. She wishes to combine her experience with the healing capabilities of creativity with the ones of becoming and being a mother, trusting the natural strength, love and wisdom of our own inner mother goddess, wearing all our different faces and situations. Visit her at her website here. 


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