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Hours of Flowers
*The poet waits quietly to paint the unsaid*
6 million or more flowers to honor the dead
It's such a little thing-- remembrance, with flowers
a labor of love that would take many hours
Hardly even a start to make reparation
for the Shoah's lost lives, mass graves, and cremation
Wish this project were allowed, and I could take part
at the very least I pray --garlands from my heart
*by "Atticus"?
(This is a poem I wrote just now, in order to illustrate a point with this piece of art I did recently on FineArtAmerica, now giving it the same name as this poem, Hours of Flowers. So... I found an old photo of a guard tower and empty concentration camp field behind barbed wire -- in the public domain -- and eventually revamped it using Pixlr... I placed and re-sized each blossom, and added prayer-warrior faces and hands to the scene. I think it's also inspired by reading "Behind the Canvas" by Alexander Vance... imagining that if only my canvas could spring to life and make a positive impact on humanity...???)
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Michelle Smith
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