Contemporary Artist Art

Can you ask about my art practice, too?

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A day that moves with haste

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Hardened And Gorgeous

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I stand silent observing them

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We are held within them

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Do you own one?

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Rooms 2

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We assign labels to our feelings

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Tiny and remote

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It Continues

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Adornment

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1 Week. 1 Month. 1 Year.

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Gather

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A Conversation

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A Golden Raven

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The Mirror Must Seem Empty

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A Rhythmic Cycle That Is Endless

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Can This Hold

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Such Transformation

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Where Is My Destination?

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A Lily Petal For A Tongue

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It Holds Me As I Want To Be Held

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The Butterflies Have Left

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A Line Cast Into The Water

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It Reminds Me Of This Thing We Called Time

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That Moment Of Lucidity

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'Did I live? or just exist.'

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Is it a chickadee or a nuthatch?

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I try to remain still when they come

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the bracelet, the one I bought for you as a gift

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Eyes To The East, And Yours, Westward

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Then We Would Run And Be Free

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Our Words Would Become A Song

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Shadows Blur

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Sacred Fingertips

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A Sound No Words None

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Always Some Thing Something Some Thing I Waaaant To Speak The Laaaaangue Of Birds

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I Should Build A Fire. I Should Do A Lot Of Things

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I Just Sit And Drink Coffee. It Is Tepid, Black, And Strong

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The Raspberry Tasted Of Youth

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A Few Weeks Away From The Solstice

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I Tried To Understand This Movement Of Time

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Time Moved With A Gentleness

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Free From Care

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Being Mindful Of Their Tiny Thorns

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I Am Here Wondering About Age About Time And The Our Experiences

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Perhaps Just Fleeting Thoughts In Quiet Moments

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Today I Learned What Geese Talk About When They Fly

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Soft Rain Whispers On Skin

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I Remember It Was When The Hummingbirds Left

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