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KanchanMahon β A Hundred Wild Things.
Published: 2010-09-22 15:02:47 +0000 UTC; Views: 1835; Favourites: 32; Downloads: 5
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Of late much sorrow. As of now Much Hope. This titlereferences my poem "A Hundred Windsβ 8β x 10"
I heard a hundred wild wings
rushing when I saw you
And I felt a hundred wild things
when I touched you
I feel the brush of a hundred winds
rustle the tall grass when you spoke
I feel the drum of a hundred rainstorms
beating down on me with each beat of your heart's stroke
Together we are impossible and perfect
and made of a thousand things
None of which we can see.
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Love this piece and the poem as well - you do such beautiful work, I'm enchanted at the moment.....
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Thank you! Your kind words are well appreciated.
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you are most welcome - you inspire me - I worked on collages all weekend last weekend b/c of discovering your work....thanks again...
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Sorry for late reply! Thank you so much for this incredible feeling you have given me with your words. I truly appreciate your kindness. That I have inspired you to return to collage, is an enormously fantastic feeling!
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Thank you very much!
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I think the colors here are really clever. The composition is also very balanced and satisfying.
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Thanks again Janine!
This one was great fun to do because it is 8" x 11" so it was a "quick fix" for my "addiction"
The papers I used here were particularly satisfying to play with.
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Thank you very much.
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Thank you very much.
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your welcome
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You are most welcome, my friend :0)
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I love the way you gave expression to the poem!
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Thank you so much, what a great way of thinking of it!
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