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weeping one, oh soften those eyes by Eartha Davis

I do not know why

the leaf was following me:

perhaps she was trailing

the filament of my song, and sensing,

as those with earth veins do,

the longing in

a silent one.

And I watched her hide

behind the reeds, asking the soil

to conceal her searching, and wrap its

tender muscle

in a womb of


Oh, how gently I asked leaf

to emerge into effulgence,

releasing the palms of those

who cloy in

bark blindness.

And it was then that

truth inhaled our knowing –

for it was I

who nestled into leaf

womb, waiting for this skin of mine

to melt into transparency.


Eartha Davis is 17-years-old from Melbourne, Australia and is deeply passionate about poetry in regards to the compassion it can evoke. After having devoted by childhood to the writing of novels, she decided to delve into the realm of poetry and its profound gentleness. She plans on studying literature and creative writing at the University of Melbourne and dreams of becoming a poet. Follow updates @eartha_davis_


This poem incites the profound earth longing that rouses from the soul in nature, where the intricacies of leaves and rivers seem to call for kindness.


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