White of her toes caught bright in the sun as rest of Anna remained in shade under cover of porch awn. Full blue of sky, drying southern wind fanned loose of her hair in blow to her face. Across in lawn, in full of day, he smiled on her in rest as he […]
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AUDIENCE
I used to stress, care who saw, hoping to impress or leave impression—but that’s not the way art works. You put what you have out there. Make it until it is good enough for you—and maybe it’ll be for others too. You don’t know who it’s for. The audience finds you. When it’s […]
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4”x6”s
Every picture had a story—tie of memory to—and going through the still-framed spread, he listened as each was shared, revival through an image of a history restored to memory-life. He thought of modern pictures, all he took in gather and collect as data, that he never went back to view. They were never […]
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FIREFLY DANCE
When the sun was fallen and sky still glowed—salmon, fire, and lavender blushings deepening to violet night—he held her once again; songs of life and the world around; fireflies in green-star rise dappling eve in light. He kissed her gently—affection’s delicate—that, like firefly in rise, elicited tongue flashings in return and dance upon […]
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LIVING BLOOM
She was beautiful in the light of blue, loose of dress in fall. In gaze on her in the summer light, he thought of the chicory, full-in bloom-in summer-pass on way to the cedar lane and home hidden in the trees. As chicory that bloomed but for one day, or hour, one had to […]
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THROUGH LENS
It was same world, different see—view of life through lens: discernment of life and moment details when rest is blocked away. By the lens, she captured faces—flash-expressions saying more than endless words. She saw beauty in the landscapes, vast open of world scenes, and too in minute views in near-examination and worlds within […]
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NEW-LIFE
“Who doesn’t want to live a romance?” he asked, and Anna listened. “There are moments in life where spirit and mind make note. Detail stands out, touching different than the rest of life as it seems to flow. When it does, I hold to that…I pay attention…and from it a dream takes shape. I […]
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SAINT CATHERINE’S
The church was small and reminded both of a one-time country school, single room, where children went to read and learn when there was no work in the field to do. It’s only difference, from plain bare walls of such, were the wall-high windows that cast color into space telling stories of the Book […]
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HAVE US THINK
One day we’ll see media, organized and social, for what it really is—little more than propaganda. There is reason for every story told—and for every one suppressed. When we take in media—do we feel better or worse, more connected or divided, agitated or at peace? There is intention in effect. The […]