I did not say anything to time.
I watched its waves progressing and vanishing
over the sand.
I called them a body
And I saw it changing and growing old like me,
As light plays
As it rides the waves of the moment
I know the taste of loneliness in things.
I know a few streets,
Where the oaks slumber 
on the shoulders of clouds
And the eagles’ wings weave the sky.


Archival Pigment Print

  • 16” x 20” Edition of 25 with 3 Artist Proofs
  • 20” x 24” Edition of 10 with 3 Artist Proofs
  • 30” x 40” Edition of 7 with 3 Artist Proofs

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