Behind Leaded Glass
Our little blip does not eternity make? I feel slighted, too. Night, night. – mh clay
Our little blip does not eternity make? I feel slighted, too. Night, night. – mh clay
But, wait – how about the Cloud? Everything lives in the Cloud forever, right? – mh clay
A shredder, not a shrinker. Beware, indeed! – mh clay
Open wide. – mh clay
Easy come, not so easy go. Remember? – mh clay
Power fails, colors fade; entropy for all. – mh clay
Gridlock in the middle of gridlock. – mh clay
One hell of a lag time; our answers won’t reach them before they’re gone in a flash of nova we’ll never see. – mh clay
Which awakened sense preceded; eye or ear? The battle for ascendancy endures, elicits art. (This is exemplary ekphrasis; google the artist and work to see A.J.’s inspiration – excellent.) – mh clay
Rehab or resignation? Choice is debatable… – mh clay