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Scraps of self. Like leaves. Falling together in sympathy for the season. Winging their way into the day. A nine lives patch. A nine patch as a wing, or so it seems. This year will see many wings. Many things as wings. Things winging. Winged things.
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October 23, 2012 at 02:33 PM in autumn, Cloth is like self, color, context, form, identity, little things, natural order, nine lives patch, patchwork, remembering, season, self portrait, sympathetic evolution, timekeepers, wings | Permalink