I don’t think it breaks any rules of the world posting early entries in the artist statement process. I intend to continue in this vein until someone tells me to stop. Well, not really.
slash across darkness
light with which morning’s eyes beam
both light and lightnessverdure, through darkness
forcing light through still eyelids
laying aside death.
and from the past:
Short Artist Bio (with alternate ending)
A machine quilter,
Herder of cats, love fruitcake,
Upstate New Yorker.
(Writer of Haiku)
