She doesn’t know how deeply she reflects the beauty of movement, a hued grace, the glint of light and deep tint of lavender or blue, and she stills, petals in elegant folds, a ballerina posed, elegance in perfect arabesque. —C.L. Fisher, Sept, 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L.Continue reading “The Iris”
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