An Ancient Fantasy sold in 2011 for 4,750 GBP Outside his burrow, a hermit breaks from tending herbs and cabbages, and leans on his staff with a Psalter. Purple iris bend to listen. On the soft ground, two artichokes pray chop them into soup, change them into flesh by the gardener’s thanks. Distant mountains shoulder heavy sunbeams, turn a venerable teal. They nurse at their feet a tinseled stream with trout and minnow. Evangelists (one could believe) appear as off- shore birds. On Mt. Pispir, the saint savors his ruminant poverty, though a canvas drizzled with paint might, in another world, sell for millions. Anna Evas Anna Evas: "Published internationally in literary journals such as Irises (The University of Canberra Vice-Chancellor’s International Poetry Prize), Long Poem Magazine (English), and Michigan Quarterly Review, I work as a lyricist, recording artist, and composer."
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Van Vogel
11/10/2020 07:58:25 pm
Very nice Anna!
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