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Poem – Emerging
Emerging from the forest through the last barrier of this life, beasts of the past intertwined with shadows roam through the open field playing out their purpose. Standing out of their way as I am a visitor passing to the next life. Crossing the field I am met by concrete and metal machines. Is this…
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Poem – Random Thoughts
Across the western landscape clouds roam with scattered shadows. What beasts must I endure to find my way, my path. Only abstract from life, from nature. I am nature. Source of art from the unconscious. The white canvas, an empty field waits with silent anticipation for the first brush. Where does “it” come from? The…