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Dark mountains and stalactite tears blending into cave marks on the wall. A funeral? But warmth and belonging and a community of travel, hope, legacy. Footprints on the ground.
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Oct 31, 2017
Oct 31, 2017 at 9:22 AM UTC
Ekphrastic Poem (on a picture I turned upside down).
Dark mountains and stalactite tears blending into cave marks on the wall. A funeral? But warmth and belonging and a community of travel, hope, legacy. Footprints on the ground.
Written in November 2016 at a creative workshop in Shakespeare and Co, Paris.
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Oct 31, 2017
Oct 31, 2017 at 9:22 AM UTC
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