Winter Blossom, an unlikely scene that reminds me of how, despite the cold that surrounds me, the promise of spring is not so far away.
Winter Blossom, an unlikely scene that reminds me of how, despite the cold that surrounds me, the promise of spring is not so far away.
An ostrich paints a portrait of the first day they met with love: https://www.encyclopediautopia.world/when-first-we-met
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I create a new poem and artwork in response to the terror of human conflict... https://publicart.world/together.html To kill is to...
A short poem 'To Love' Before. Now. After. Work. At play. The all of anything. Of everything. With weight. Alone....
I ponder on how those who are youngest carry the most weight and consequence of human harm to the world:...
I imagine a small remote island with a coral reef being submerged by a giant swell from the ocean. Humans...