Photo by Jim Dugan. Made during Carina Residency in the studio/gallery that was upstairs from Billy Paine’s Spa, summer 1991.
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Communion – Jan Bailey
Communion I am the tuck of turquoise water. the slap of spray on ocean rocks. I am the boat, the effort of her engines, the voice of the captain pointing out the woman whipped against the cliff by wind, her red cap. I am the trails of bindweed at her feet, the labyrinth of roots. […]
September 5, by Marjorie Mir
September 5th Summer ebbs out. We look for warmth where we can find it, cat and companion in tide-pools of sun, until chill air stirs us, moves us on, itinerants, following a season’s shoreline, light’s retreating tide as far as time allows. Marjorie Mir
September by Jan Bailey
And now the slow slide into autumn: the thinning crickets, the monarchs moving weightless among us like orange angels, the tight-lipped rose hips; the brown curl of aspen leaf, the bikes tossed willy-nilly on the schoolhouse lawn. Even the shadows slide, like blue cloaks about the apple trees. Now the mornings deepen; the meadow glints […]