longings
In this moment, we find ourselves longing. Our table is set for goddesses. We have dreamt each other. “Inversion” by Anon _________________________________________________________ Winter lies too long in country towns; stays on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen, Willa Cather in My Antonia Have I, like winter in a country town, stayed on too long? Growing old, have...
Sheltering by Clare Olivares
“Sheltering” by Clare Olivares ____________________ Share your response to this work, in any form, here Clare Olivares Artist Statement: My artwork is inspired by the lyricism of the natural world. Themes I explore are time, memory and place. I create using acrylics, watercolors and inks on canvas and paper. My portfolio includes paintings, text-based art and writings. Both my paintings and writings...
Winter Self by Florence Ladd
“Winter Self” by Florence Ladd Winter lies too long in country towns; stays on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen, Willa Cather in My Antonia Have I, like winter in a country town, stayed on too long? Growing old, have I grown stale and sullen? My attire Is a matter of rapt attention, but am I seen as shabby? Perhaps my over-told anecdotes gone stale. I could Refresh those stories with more...
soundings
“Detail” by Anon _________________________________________________________ Whale fall is thick with charged particles: flesh, bone. Comes my manta shape: flat, half-lidded eyes – Song Eater, me. I swallow what remains to be said. Her last call spoke the letting go. I becoming not-I. Then she fell silent under the weight of voracious worms. Now she rests at...
Softly, Imperceptibly by Narges Nematpour
“Softly, Imperceptibly” by Narges Nematpour It slips between her delicate fingers, Rushes to kiss the bare ground The dream which she had been preparing to live. Once it failed to see the light of day, Her envisioned fantasy evaporated into nothingness. As if into the midst of Poseidon’s kingdom, Her head was pushed And held down to inhale all the sorrow. More agonizingly, even, She was expected to exhale...
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