the intersection of tree and sky, the lines they paint across pale blue horizons while two black specks of bird chase each other. *** Truth, expanding over snow-dipped houses– it will never be found beneath my pen. *** the earth knows things my mind cannot see. *** but I can still sit back, exhale, and soak in theContinue reading “through my window”
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The Return
The extraordinary powers of letting go, magic of feeling pen on paper skin– we are all cut out dolls made with razor sharp scissors let me let go and make my art the way I want to. I will whisper away those sad navy blues and caress them with specks of gold found only atContinue reading “The Return”
I Write on a Blanket of Snow
Pen finds its way back to the paper back to my truth in the hopes that “mine” can still be “ours” in times like this– white capped mountains filling with the sound of my shadow, a lost soul radiance spilling out into sunlight even the mountain missed, talking with my sister I know that theContinue reading “I Write on a Blanket of Snow”
Reaching Joy 