i just found a B/W copy of one of my first attempts at collage, many years ago. where the
original is will remain a mystery….i made it because of the poem, surrounded it with
medieval and celtic angels. i am sure it looks better in color, but it’s the text that rings so
very true. her words have touched me every time i read these lines.
after that last long soil lecture, i feel compelled to keep it concise.
dirt#2 is percolating. as well as response to your comments.
today, just enjoy… vty J-lea
“Attention is love, what we must give
children, mothers, fathers, pets,
our friends, the news, the woes of others.
What we want to change we curse and then
pick up a tool. Bless whatever you can
with eyes and hands and tongue. If you
can’t bless it, get ready to make it new.”
by: marge piercy
