I'M BACK!!!  

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The Woman Across the Room

On Tuesday as I walked to my art class
I wondered what I would make.

The coffee station along the way
yielded a steaming cup but no fresh idea...

Sitting with my cup at a table in class
my classmates arrived.

The shuffle of art-making began
yet my paper felt no pen.

I watched a woman working at a table
across the room.

Then stroke by stroke ink recorded
what my eye saw.

Time disappeared for a while...

When it came back
there was an image on my paper.

It was the woman across the room--
I signed it and gave it to her.

Her surprise became a smile,
then broadened.

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