Post on 12-Mar-2016
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by Liz Fisch
Behind the curtain, textures await.
T hrough the shutters, the reds vibrate.
M o v i n g c l o s e r t h e p a t t e r n s e m e r g e .
F r o m r e a l i t y t h e y b e g i n t o d i v e r g e .
Then they disappear into a swirl.
And from it a fan unfurls.
The dream catcher below steals the stare. Its webs encircle and ensnare.
They blend into the above tapestry...
creating visions of the sea.
Until they all blend together to create a unique space.
Then the sun sets and darkness is left in its place.