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)
Nature’s artistry is beautiful.
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It sure is
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It’s indeed very artistic.
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Fragile and strong. Like life. (K)
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We’ve been getting our fair share of ice (not the political kind) this winter.
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Looks like you’ve got similar weather to us. We’ve been in an ice fog for several days. It does make for lovely artistry. The right kind.
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