PROSE POEM palmer
In a Shoreham garden,scent of blossom fills the air,a white blaze of spring to make every heart sing.Impressioniste before its time.A profusion of clouds or blobs,dabs &extravagences per se.This stylised enigma proliferacy in a pastoral wood by a once-upon-a-time teen-age prodigy..made good.
Inspired by Samuel Pamer’s iA Shoreham Garden 1827
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