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Tuesday, February 19, 2013


Even If

I never paint
another picture
I will never 
stop being an artist
it will intensify
and bloom inside me
with deep 
heart breaking purples
as I arrange flowers and
set the table.

My grandmother                          
painted the shy deer
who grazed on the prairie
just beyond the yard
on china plates 
and barn shingles.

       I wrote this poem a couple years ago when I was having a lot of trouble with my shoulder and unable to paint for five or six months.  My grandparents lived on a  cattle ranch in eastern Wyoming.  It was beautiful and I loved visiting them in the summer but I know at times it was lonely for my grandmother. 


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