The Price of Love
an online presentation of a real life sketchbook  5.13.05- ...
by Jeanette Powers

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"You rest on me and my shoulder holds

your heavy unbelievable
skull, crowded with radiant
suns, a new planet, the people
submerged in you, a lost civilization
I can never excavate:

my hands trace the contours of a total
universe, its different
colours, flowers, its undiscovered
animals, violent or serene

its other air
its claws

its paradise rivers"
                              -Margaret Atwood

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