The morning will break. This turning to that. To view the edge of a new thing from the far side of an old thing. To be through with what is meant to go beyond. To share the lingering night with light and open what has been withheld as a gift of other and elsewhere to […]
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I reckoned the hues of autumn upon the house; Robust crimson, muted green, dry gold on russet brown. I brushed with currant, willow, sage and earth in the warm afternoons of October. To obey the night to night visitations of a white dream with a voice persuading “paint!”, I took up with buckets and pollocked my way […]
