Dust And Clay

Nov 3, 2023

Across universes arms are like clay and dust in the second between fingertips all eternity is hiding. Listen! The passing of time in a breath. An ekphrastic poem after the artwork by my good friend Jane Hanson Instagram: @pets_love_art1

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Jane Hanson

Nov 3, 2023

You nailed the zap of electrical connection in that synapse !

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