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The music of painbeats into melike a pianoplayed by a drunkin a barbanging discordantlyup and downthe ivory keys of my spinean hour past closing-time
woman, me, sepia, pain, selfportrait, cane, corset, backbrace
Thank you so much, Colleen.
One of the most beautiful ways I’ve heard pain described!
Thank you Lynsye, what a wonderful thing to say :)
very powerful and engaging…beautiful as well.
Thank you very much, Rebecca!
Thank you KNG!
The poem has the quality of a haiku – masterful imagery, every word carrying its weight. A lovely pictorial image, also, perfectly harmonising with the poem. Plaintive, resigned, transcendent – out of the unlikely soil of pain, beauty grows.
Yeah, i don’t have the presence of mind to sound out a real haiku today, but this is how it came out…thank you so very much for that, it made me smile.
you are so beautiful…and the way you are working through your pain this way…in your images and writing…just wow girl
Thank you Kim! You’ve been really stepping out with the writing lately too.
The image and your words are so sad and very powerful XX Becca
Thank you sweet Becca :)
Thank you Aleci!
Fantastic image! Luv it!
Thanks Robert :)
holy shit, that poem’s art.
So is the image, of course.
Thanks, DB :) xo