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Barefoot is the sand

Many hands make this light work

The iguana that hides in your folds of gray

Two-timing you, but for a good cause

I've begun blogging at another site, but that doesn't mean my heart isn't in this relationship any more. I'll still be versifying life here, but I'm doing some more prosaic work over at the blog for NICODA (the New International Center for Diverse Artists). NICODA is organizing an arts festival entitled "How We Are Connected" to take place this fall in Queens. I could tell you more about it, but why not go read the full story on their blog? Here's a snippet. You can click the title to read the full post.

How We Are Connected: The revelations of art and science

... Using the Genographic Project as inspiration, “How We Are Connected” (HWAC), an arts festival organized by the New International Center of Diverse Artists (NICODA) is trying to uncover similar connections, but from a cultural perspective. The HWAC project integrates theatre, dance, music, and multi-media from a broad range of artists, all responding to the deep inter-connectedness put forward by the science at the heart of the Genographic Project.

Not only does HWAC provide insight into the ways the modern and ancient forces of migration, both voluntary and forced, have contributed to the mixing of cultures and the interchange of different forms of expressions, but it also allows us to trace back the paths of development for each of those art forms and see how they’ve influenced each other as they matured together. ...

Black Stork

Fun with fruit

My bubble gives me a crooked smile

Sometimes-things

This pumpkin strives. It climbs.

Not enough mouths to say it

My hollow has a metal sound

He'll light your way to you before

Let's give praise

Stabbed through with the sky, he thrives

Hybrid

You don't have to be pretty to be happy

Pickles the cockatiel

Hints turned neon blue

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