#MaryAnn McCarra

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#collage

#analogcollage

#analoguecollage

#Peekskill

#WestchesterCounty

#HudsonValley

#NewYorkState

#McCarra

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Tintreach agus Toirneach

tintreach agus toirneach, the lightning

and thunder torn from your

fingertips sears the fields,

wreckage left in your wake,

heaped up piles of driftwood, the

morning after the storm, your

breath broke me into splinters, each

a needle I would use

to sew new garments, hand-dyed,

written over with prayers and

supplications

terrifying breaths, tintreach agus toirneach,

shaking the ground, your bright

illuminations show the

shuddering scenes, the cowering creatures

clinging to their hallows

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Very pleased that these will be included in:

“Together apArt: Creating During COVID”

which will be on view to the public from Friday 7th May until Sunday the 1st of August 2021.

ArtsWestchester is located at the corner of Martine and Mamaroneck Avenues in #WhitePlains NY.

Their address is: 31 Mamaroneck Avenue

https://artswestchester.org/

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Published in #Chronogram some years ago.

Onions

to be sure, she felt him at her

elbow in the crowd of the

kitchen or at black midnight but

most of all when the trees

changed their leaves from green

to gold, tossing away one dress

for another and, finally, bone-

naked through the winter and

the rain, grey arms, fingers

scratching at the sky, forlorn, as if

to say: once I was beautiful, once

your sun shone upon me, in my

plot of fine-mowed grass, bordered

by a walk of slate-blue hexagons,

so orderly

(my timber and my roots are

the self-same ones you loved and

stroked so many months ago)

what changed? she cannot tell,

but still catches a whiff of

him, resonant as

onions heavy upon the breath