a sketch of a moment i sit in my reading chair, writing, the - TopicsExpress

a sketch of a moment i sit in my reading chair, writing, the shades are open and outside the window, on this day after solstice afternoon a solemn solitary bird sits atop a naked tree sitting as still as if for a portrait i paint hazy clouds yet the sun shines through, the strength of its rays waxing and waning gently undulating... ...i look up again and the bird has gone, without a trace. not even a swinging branch left behind, as if - erased. dec.22.2014 https://youtube/watch?v=IBDJQF3EXpU