Flower Gardens

Flower Gardens

Thought I was reading. It happened to be a book on colors. All kinds of colors. One page said colors are poured from a vessel into a teacup for the brushes to drink. Another page found me supposing I’m a painted white sculpture sitting in a garden as the breeze tossed all the letters in my book around. Turning them into new words for me to discover. To become chapters painted in color. (notes by a painter) © Susy Kamber

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