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by Cher Odum, 21” x 16” (unframed), 32” x 28” (framed),Gouache on Watercolor Paper



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Poem by Dan Stone
 
No, there's nothing
else to see.
No shelf or frame
or mirror
to distract from me. 
I didn't choose 
the color of this wall.  
As a rule I don't go
for basic black.  
But I chose to let it be. 
My friends taught 
me that it's all
I really need, 
that the background 
isn't where the eyes 
should focus. 
Maybe less is more,
and just sitting here,
noticing, is cool. 
Sometimes the fewer
facts, the easier 
to know, remember 
what we knew before 
we filled the space,
perhaps, lost our place.
Sometimes a ball,
a simple song,
a game of fetch 
will grow the roses 
on our face, turn 
on the lights.  
Patience, company,
can right what we
assumed was wrong.  
Sometimes all
we have to learn
is that's what 
friends are for.  
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