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The Other Side of Redwood Bark
I can feel the ocean swept,
Movements of mist,
Like a clandestine secret,
Kept – in the midst
Of booming, blooming
Industry, industrially
Setting about making
The operations, secretly,
As operatives of dangerous
Lives, amongst the trees,
Falling in leaves that mark
Time, embark in rhyme
Riding the rhythm of time,
Defined by decisions
Of depth like precisions
Like light
Dep
To stretch
Artisanal crops,
Stretching
The artisanal
Into
Personal evolution
Of
Self expression.
Published 31st May 2022
Author's Note
[Inspired by Humboldt County Ca,
how it has the highest concentration of artists in the world…
Ruminating on the reasons for
such a phenomenon...]
how it has the highest concentration of artists in the world…
Ruminating on the reasons for
such a phenomenon...]
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31st May 2022 4:33pm
Nice slant rhyme in this... interesting note about the concentration of artists... I know that is true in the SF area...
1st Jun 2022 8:54am
Thank you LilD...
I really very much appreciate...
It must have been real cool
to absorb the beauty of that locale...
I have been recently listening to a number
of interviews with people from that area...
So fascinating... And inspiring...
I really very much appreciate...
It must have been real cool
to absorb the beauty of that locale...
I have been recently listening to a number
of interviews with people from that area...
So fascinating... And inspiring...
