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| Marie Bortolotto 2021 |
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| Artist - Marie Bortolotto |
Transformation
I'm kin to the caterpillar
hidden within seasonal sac
awaiting destined identity
tucked tightly into darkness
this secret, inscrutable place
Does it know it will become
a delicate creature of beauty?
Does it know it will soon fly?
I wonder...
do I?
- Alyssa Underwood
It is difficult
To get the news from poems
Yet men die miserably every day
For lack
Of what is found there.
– William Carlos Williams
A bit of fragrance
clings to the hand
that gives flowers.
- Chinese proverb
When the rains come,
do you fear
being swept away
by a torrential thrust of
becoming nothing
and everything?
- Unknown
