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from   “A WINTERS TRAIL”

Drawing draws us in-volving us further and stretchingattention it sketches reachinginching in ink and graspinggraphite graphing drawingdraws us out of our cellsand selves extending thinkinginto seeing what wassensed or seen as somethingonce in hand an eyeor at the fingers’ tipsit leads one on to a placeof twos and too and intodepths and arcs as anglescurve through layered swervesand lines as tines drawingis first and quickest tothe quick and draw and yet itslows and flows unfoldingtime raveling mine ittries out signs alonga way a wavering it’sa doodle dancing withinits perfect incompletionnow a mesh and not amess a net that’s workingthrough a seam between usdrawing seems to honewhat might be true and turn

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