Monday, January 21, 2019

I See the Full Moon

These full moons (and tonight is a special lunar eclipse variety) make me melancholy. I think of how I've befriended nature -- squeezed clay, smelled freshly cut grass, braced sleeping on ice -- and realize that these stories aren't shared. They are not part of my art, not yet anyway.  And now full-moons is part of that list.

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