Poetry

Interconnected

Cyanotypes on cotton fabric, made on the beach in June

On the beach making prints out of the treasures
washed ashore and the sun with the moon reflecting that light
pulling the tides I think of the fabric how it once
was balls of cotton planted by human hands
grown from a seed in soil that might have once
been an inland sea little plants blessed by the sun
green leaves kissing the air of the field
with oxygen maybe it was once
covered by thick ice now melted the water re-entering…

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