The artwork and the poetry relate to each other. One gives the visual, one gives the verbal.
Hands woven in time
Yesterday I held my son's hand, he depended on my loving support. Yellow of knowledge interlaced our thoughts. Red of love entwined our hearts. Pink of vision knotted our future.
Dreams were broken, new ones appeared.
Older now, my son, the teacher, emanates the energy of life that once was mine.
Time moves on, ticks away.
Wrinkled hands of wisdom appeared intertwined with youth through the formative years.
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
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JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS