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    Susan Harmon Artist/Educator

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    she felt daughterless.jpg

    she felt daughterless.jpg

    80" x 40",mixed media/linen,inspired by the book,The Daughters of Juarez

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    "A work of art which did not begin in emotion is not art"

     

    -Paul cezanne

    I never saw another butterfly
    		the wind sings a song far away
    we'll kiss like it's air and we're running
    		behind the beautiful forevers
    in the winter of hope
    		under the brilliant sky
    between the pink
    		song of whistling winds
    cloud bursts
    		of scars and wounds
    even the rain remembers
    		8 minutes
    a girl in the river
    		and the cold tightened it's fist
    another black wave comes and I'm drownin
    		before sunrise
    breaking free
    		he held my face in his hands
    it was in the air and all around
    		my father taught me well
    sunlight comes creepin through
    		the loss of
    spilling red
    		final same sky
    more frailer than flowers....finished
    		spilling out color
    		he-held-my-face
    before-her-mind-broke
    		she-felt-daughterless
    sisters
    		and their nervousness became my nervousness
    		of jimmy
    within these walls
    		the air was tobacco sweet
    a small clous of vapor oozes out
    		and the free wind all around
    rain washed stars
    		its a whisper spoken to the sidewalk
    her purple anger
    		behind these blue walls
    detritus
    		the sky was on top of us
    it felt like a hope
    		Within These Walls
    Jimmy
    		For James- Coloured Rain
    and the darkness shall clothe the land
    		under the redness
    hangings
    		a girl in the river
    SMEARING RED
    		She Felt Daughterless
    Eight Tall Pink Crosses
    		I Am Nobody
    Her Body Was Wrapped
    		and her parts scattered
    I let my tears drip on the Earth
    		The sun was getting ready to leave
    Coda: The final phase of a symphony
    		weakened parts of her were crumbling
    it was buried beneath the surface
    		I Forgot There Was A Sun
    And Their Nervousness Became My Own