Created with watercolor and gouache, sealed with cold wax, and mounted to a 10 inch birch circle. Wired in back and ready to display.
when I was young
at our remote mountain house
a dark hole scooped from the clearing
paved and filled by hoses
called the frogs by thousands
drowned the night with wavering screeches.
I listened and wondered
how did they get there?
how did they know?
that moment a frog paused
smelled cool water miles away
then turned and hopped alone
across the dry leaves of the forest
Created with watercolor and gouache, sealed with cold wax, and mounted to a 10 inch birch circle. Wired in back and ready to display.
when I was young
at our remote mountain house
a dark hole scooped from the clearing
paved and filled by hoses
called the frogs by thousands
drowned the night with wavering screeches.
I listened and wondered
how did they get there?
how did they know?
that moment a frog paused
smelled cool water miles away
then turned and hopped alone
across the dry leaves of the forest