title. Alta I and Alta II
date. 2016
size.
Acrylic, handprinted paper, marker, ink on board
At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled
after a night of rain.
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
a long time. It tastes
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
deep inside me, whispering
oh what is that beautiful thing
that just happened?
- Mary Oliver
