Friday, October 23, 2015

Journal Painting and Poem

This is a painting taken from one of the hand-sewn journals I made during this summer.

The lines of the poem I glued in have been edited slightly with the help of one of my Modpo pals, Mark Herron.

despite the interlude

the moon leaves the night
where the sweetest stories burn
as the northern summers
are woven into a breeze

a shadow plays in the sky
while little fires burn
and the magic air flies
to speak with nature

it seems so easy
the pleasure that holds me softly
but the facts reduce the night
to melancholy

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