were you
the recipient
of
a strange look . . .
a crooked
glance
an avoidance of eye
contact
. . . did not know
where
to look
what to see
what you should
unsee
if you can
do not be
concerned
the universe
sees everything
the universe
knows all . . .
it knows
enough
in any case
enough
and everything
will calm itself
will
right itself
and then go on
do not be
concerned
at the strangeness
of crooked looks
and emptiness
all will be
all
always is
~
I really like this poem, Frank.
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I’m glad Robbie, thank you.
Not my best sketch, this one, but I’m having a great time drawing for inspiration.
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The sketch reminds me of Annie Lennox.
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I’m well flattered, Liz. Thank you.
I’ve found a little online treasure trove of images for portrait sketching practice. I’m up to half a dozen, now and I feel like a pup with two tails. Such fun!
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It sounds it!
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