by Tiffany Studios
Chrysler Museum of Art, Norfolk, VA
Her gown cascades down her body
Waterfall of shimmering folds: turquoise and
violet
Golden breasts glow
One hand gently holds a cluster of wisteria,
Their scent: the essence of warm spring evenings, purple
sky
She gazes through me and beyond.
Gathered, as she is into herself
She is pleased.
(c)Amanda Hart Cravotta 2009
published in Skipping Stones, Vol VI
Mindworm Press, Chesapeake, VA
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