Expectations of a Leaf All winter it hung from the twine of a branch, as if waiting for more than the wind's hard mallet to strike it down; tip curled up, it assumed the shape of a bell, but...
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Statue Freestanding Hollows: the form within the form. How is it that out of the frieze the body is still dependenteven in contrapposto appealing to the air? I pledge to learn this inverse of...
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Print/Woodcut What if the work doesn't save us and we must set down the stencils, brayer and the ink: return to a wood not carved, to faces featureless, where the eye relearns its...
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Credo as. Because the leaves fall softly when they drop, I will follow the vole's track. Because my blood is the shape of sky, I will look to not man nor woman. A theory of beauty?...
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Hold in the Hand Your Many Vows What better morning to profess belief than this; what better hour to hear settling on the grate the burning wood, how easy to purge the conditional. Here, one can...
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