Iliad Terra



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He was eleven when he
watched snowflakes fall
quietly in the wintry fields
of corn, each a cold kiss
for tomorrow.

Time passes, and memories shift.  We take the snowflakes and create castles on ice, and what the spring thaw melt away the frozen land into heathers of gold.

Mixed Media on Canvas
24″ x 24″
Spring 2019

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