40”x 30” oil on canvas
Spears of sunlight angling through a bridal veil of vine and bloom a ballet of shadows a song for June serenading there time’s lair a secret room a second moon.
I am my sister telling secrets on her bed I am my grandmother kneading dough for bread I am my mother sorting silver spoons I am Nefertiti exchanging suns for moons.
Suspended like a spider’s web a pendulum of silken thread a crystalline of in between a sigh, a stare, I want to stay here forever even if for just one day, I have two moons to ponder I have so much to say. All I can do is breathe and sing and swoon, that’s all I can do in this ancient afternoon.
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