An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
I know that abyss –swallowed up as I waspunch-drunk on darkness Bled as I emerged,each reach a scrape –there was release too Revived now, I honourthat passage, recognizethe making of a woman. (Making of a Woman first appeared here, December 2021. Image: self portrait in ink)
That first photo is amazing with layered contrasts!
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Thanks 🙏
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Most welcome.
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Very lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah!
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It’s that time of year, seeing more and more flocks!
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So true!
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I love the color of the sky in that first photo.
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Thanks Liz. Not my best, but I like the contrast between the rooftop satellites and the flock of birds.
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I was struck by the contrast as well.
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