I tell stories from life fragments -
arranging reality flat upon the page
until it shows signs of order.
Recently, the process has been here in this public space.
Monday, May 17, 2010
wild rose
the starts and stops of summer's showers and droughts - the cracks and freezes of winter - fresh shoots from spring's plentiful rain the rose wears it's history on it's weathered stalks
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