Text by Joy Harjo, “Fall Song,” gouache and gold leaf on paper (and reclaimed frame), 15 x 15”
“It is a dark fall day.
The earth is slightly damp with rain.
I hear a jay.
The cry is blue.
I have found you in the story again.
Is there another word for ‘‘divine’’?
I need a song that will keep sky open in my mind.
If I think behind me, I might break.
If I think forward, I lose now.
Forever will be a day like this
Strung perfectly on the necklace of days.
Slightly overcast
Yellow leaves
Your jacket hanging in the hallway
Next to mine.”
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Original artwork, hand-written/painted on acid-free paper.
Text by Joy Harjo, “Fall Song,” gouache and gold leaf on paper (and reclaimed frame), 15 x 15”
“It is a dark fall day.
The earth is slightly damp with rain.
I hear a jay.
The cry is blue.
I have found you in the story again.
Is there another word for ‘‘divine’’?
I need a song that will keep sky open in my mind.
If I think behind me, I might break.
If I think forward, I lose now.
Forever will be a day like this
Strung perfectly on the necklace of days.
Slightly overcast
Yellow leaves
Your jacket hanging in the hallway
Next to mine.”
1/1
Original artwork, hand-written/painted on acid-free paper.