remind me who I am without the edges of my life without the random encounters bumped shoulders banalities, apologies face-to-face chance meetings found in the city surrounded by the buzz of human energy remind me who I am without the legroom of nature where the delicate flower can heal the wounds that isolation opened expanded, …

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A couple weeks ago I submitted a poem to The Power Plant Contemporary Art Museum’s Power of the Poets contest. The idea was to write based on an artist’s work. I chose Black Cloud by Carlos Amorales and wrote from the duality of this view of his work and our current state of isolation. Though …

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