If Bird

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poem & photo by Elizabeth

IF BIRD

you would be my loon
calling long past light,
my mourning dove, my
sweetest finch flashing
sun from black as night. 

If my bird you were I'd
feed you nectar from my
palm and plant thick trees
for you to rest and nest until
I could transform my arms
and hands to feathered limbs—
our hearts remade as song.

Thank you to the editors of The Tishman Review for first publishing this poem.

Balance

“Balance,” collage & photo by Elizabeth

Upon commitment, the Universe conspires to exist; who are you not to shine…be brilliant!

Marianne Williamson on Nelson Mandala

Though this looks like a single figure from a few feet back, Elizabeth used dozens of magazine strips to create the yogi, light and shadow. The green framing is van Gogh’s.

Close up of “Balance”

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“Blue Heart,” mixed media & photo by Elizabeth

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There will never be

only love

only peace

but there can be

more love than

before we got here

and more peace

because

we stayed here.

David Richo, Everyday Commitments

Elizabeth creates 3-D art and photographs with eggshells because their fragility and strength parallel the human condition.