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sketchbook renderings

a hard-covered novel

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tending to flowers, soil & seed,

cuttings and snips of vibrant joy

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images drawn & carved,

then patiently inked to paper

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laptop & phone, untouched

for hours at a time

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bliss that comes from doing,

rather than becoming undone

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~ written, with much admiration, after Mary Oliver

When did it happen?

“Long before I knew something like this could ever transpire.”

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Where did it happen?

“In a forgotten place where soft-shell clams gather at dawn.”

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No, tell. Where did it happen?

“Where the sound of the sea rushes in to the wild chambers of the heart.”

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What is your heart doing now?

“Oh, child. It longs so for you.”