response to grief, mourning and visionary dream of a past-(im)perfect.
Again
She swore she’d never return
Again
Inside the nagging dream
Tide
Impossibly high
Frothy
White-washed blue
Endless
Thrashing
Against coffee bean colored cliffs
Craggy
That solid freckled Connie girl
White
Never liking me
I liked her horses and the idea
Why pretend?
Dulce voce: I’m coming home Dad
Whispered: promise, Mom.
Driftwood eyes
Weather-beaten ears
He dead
She dead
Dey dead
Cumulous clouds and horseshoe crabs
Puncturing
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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Be always safe,
Karen