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These paintings were started during the self isolation period in 2020. Continuing to be inspired by the poems of Pauline Johnson, these paintings also reflect my mindset during this time.
|Purple shadows tell of dawn||Of great cool drops that fall with sudden splash||There are fires on Lulu Island and the smoke uplifting lingers||The cedars chanting vespers to the sea|
|Sing to us cedars; the twilight is creeping.||As coming suns dissolve the dark that veils the edge of day.||A sky of blue and grey, Some stormy clouds that play||The suns red pulses beat|
|What of the days when we two dreamed together Days marvellously fair.||Night of mid-June — in heavy vapours dying||The rocks give shelter that the sands deny||All the day long the vapours played. At Blindfold in the city streets|
|The cedar trees have sung their vesper hymn||Dawn lights her candles in the east once more||The Two Sisters|