Cross | PolliNation |
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| by Eric Gansworth | |
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And look here, you three sisters grow together each providing things the others lack: support, food, protection, and each time you pull away from one another, risking everything you tear apart your world, our world. Each time you offer the line up, we will add one purple bead to your white strand reminding you of the ways you put us all in danger with each small tug |
how you pull in opposition you jerk on the string of beads like seed in the wind leaning in unforeseen directions moment, hour, day, week, in another place you land and for what, to start over reforming yourselves as us in endless variation, dark color, light color, diluting your heritage we disappear for that moment then strengthen, regenerate ourselves and embrace. |
(This poem may be read both vertically and/or horizontally.)
See Eric present this poem as Artist of the Week on Artvoice.com