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New red bark replacing
winter's dry red berries.

Iridescent feathering,
fluffing & strutting of the blackbirds.
If it were cloudy the whole season
they'd have no hatching.

The pleasure of fitting stone to finger,
one quick flick of the wrist & it spins
skipping over the water
splashes giving into ripples.

I only throw the flat ones.
They make more splashes per capita,
slower to fill up the river.

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I'm best known as an artist and designer. Relaxing makes me tense, so I tend to put in a lot of hours on diverse projects.

Before becoming a visual artist, I spent 15 years as a poet. I studied poetry at Interlochen Arts Academy, Naropa, Stone Circle and on the streets. I performed my work for years at Stone Circle, solo shows, poetry readings, and at Lollapalooza in 1996.

I still write poems, but only if I can make them fit the constraints ofTwitter.

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