angiemflanagan:

I’m disappointed that I can’t make the reception myself, but if you happen to be in Rockford, IL on September 5, go check out my poem, She’s a River in this lovely new book!

Originally posted on Mary Lamphere:

I am SO excited to announce the kick-off of Word of Art, a collaboration of authors and artists sponsored by In Print Professional Writers Organization.

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I participated in a similar program last year called Drawn with Words that was part of the Batavia Fall Fine Art Fair, Art in Your Eye. I stumbled upon a solicitation for authors to submit stories of two hundred words or less. Artists would peruse the posted stories and select one to use as inspiration for a canvas.

I wrote and edited and wrote some more and cut and wrote again until finally I thought I had the perfect two hundred word story.
I put it out there.
Nothing.

So I did it again.
This time I took a story I had begun but never developed past a couple of hundred words and applied the repetitive technique.
I submitted again.
Nothing.

All in…

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Originally posted on Mary Lamphere:
? I’m trying to pace myself– to keep Word of Art on your radar without beating you over the head with it. It’s just… I’M SO EXCITED! I have collected all of the canvases and will begin photographing them for the book soon. [gallery ids="671,672,673,674,675,676" orderby="rand"] (these are just teasers!)…

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She is…

She is alive

Still

Alive

Her forgotten
beneath her feet
in quiet evening mist
held
by memory’s tombstones
and uneven ground

Her wishes
born like starlight
skim
across constellations
fall
behind the line of dawn
where her dragons sleep

Her hope
worn on her hip
empty
for that double edged sword
waiting
to fill her body like
a river meets the sea

Her lessons
on torn paper
practiced
from accidental tales
open
wide to disappointment
a door to her belief

She is…

She is alive

Aunt Rhoda 4

She is…
She is reborn
Spread beneath the stars
On strings pulled tight from invisible heaven
Her fingers pluck the tune

A starlight taker

She is the tour guide
A route through memory’s artifacts
The line forms to the left
To buy cheap replicas of her dreams

An artful faker

She is pleasure and pain
Your never ending wish
The long way home
Easy answer, lucky guess

A story maker

She is burned alive
Her ashes drift in wind swept seas
Sink into the dark
The hidden lonely depths

Starlight taker

Artful faker

Story maker

She is as she was
Caught below the surface
On strings pulled tight from invisible heaven
Her fingers pluck the tune

Pandora artist: Warwick Goble source: http://goble.artpassions.net/

Pandora
artist: Warwick Goble
source: http://goble.artpassions.net/

 

She smiles when she asks
what would life be
deprived of beautiful Chance
with her dirty hands
running ahead
to dig rabbit holes in our paths

Well,
you shrug
that’s how it is with our kind
with ugliness
loss
and pride
kept safe in a box

Hidden
she replies
with our beauty
our courage
and our hope
If you surrender to curiosity
and look

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