Shenandoah
Watershed
Batik Road
Batik Earth
So many forms of water here.
So many forms of air.
So many forms of flesh.
We are all meandering about,
in to and out of each other.
What will happen?
What is happening?
What just happened?
So many forms of water here.
So many forms of air.
So many forms of flesh.
We are all meandering about,
in to and out of each other.
What will happen?
What is happening?
What just happened?
Batik Field
Spring forth slow, green shoot,
the soil has fed your seed,
answer the sun's call.
Spring forth slow, green shoot,
the soil has fed your seed,
answer the sun's call.
Buffy
Seasonal Shed
Season of decay;
the wilting and shedding of what was once fresh,
folded into the smell of wet brown leaves
piled and spread flat.
This is the secret of new life,
the life of my garden,
of my womb.
That which will be shed;
that which is un-needed.
What will be kept,
to bear fruit in summer?
Seeds keep their secrets,
until they bloom.
Season of decay;
the wilting and shedding of what was once fresh,
folded into the smell of wet brown leaves
piled and spread flat.
This is the secret of new life,
the life of my garden,
of my womb.
That which will be shed;
that which is un-needed.
What will be kept,
to bear fruit in summer?
Seeds keep their secrets,
until they bloom.
Bresnahan Woods I
Veteran's Park Boardwalk
Does the language find me?
So that I may find me?
A step further along in the forest.
on some path,
that I have painted.
Does the language find me?
So that I may find me?
A step further along in the forest.
on some path,
that I have painted.
Spring Birch I
Spring Birch II