Hued Praises

If you see my art-space —

crumbled paper towels

like tie-dyed bundles,

shavings from my many

graphite pencils, gnawed

eraser ends, everything

dusted in charcoal and dotted 

with tints and ink —

you might think, 

“Such a mess!”

But it is a welcoming

place to begin something 

gloriously imperfect;

even great failures 

teach me something

of color or spacing, 

like the way paint

moves on pages,

but more than this,

the creative process 

reveals the way I see

the world, the way 

I perceive creation;

inevitably, it becomes

part of my praises.

—C.L. Fisher, September 2021

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