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Leonard Koscianski, Lone Wolf
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Leonard Koscianski, Night Lights
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Leonard Koscianski
The Skater
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Art: Nocturne in Blue: On Thin Ice by Leonard Koscianski, oil on canvas, 2020.
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A Brave and Startling Truth by Maya Angelou
We, this people, on a small and lonely planet Traveling through casual space Past aloof stars, across the way of indifferent suns To a destination where all signs tell us It is possible and imperative that we learn A brave and startling truth
And when we come to it To the day of peacemaking When we release our fingers From fists of hostility And allow the pure air to cool our palms
When we come to it When the curtain falls on the minstrel show of hate And faces sooted with scorn are scrubbed clean When battlefields and coliseum No longer rake our unique and particular sons and daughters Up with the bruised and bloody grass To lie in identical plots in foreign soil
When the rapacious storming of the churches The screaming racket in the temples have ceased When the pennants are waving gaily When the banners of the world tremble Stoutly in the good, clean breeze
When we come to it When we let the rifles fall from our shoulders And children dress their dolls in flags of truce When land mines of death have been removed And the aged can walk into evenings of peace When religious ritual is not perfumed By the incense of burning flesh And childhood dreams are not kicked awake By nightmares of abuse
When we come to it Then we will confess that not the Pyramids With their stones set in mysterious perfection Nor the Gardens of Babylon Hanging as eternal beauty In our collective memory Not the Grand Canyon Kindled into delicious color By Western sunsets
Nor the Danube, flowing its blue soul into Europe Not the sacred peak of Mount Fuji Stretching to the Rising Sun Neither Father Amazon nor Mother Mississippi who, without favor, Nurture all creatures in the depths and on the shores These are not the only wonders of the world
When we come to it We, this people, on this minuscule and kithless globe Who reach daily for the bomb, the blade and the dagger Yet who petition in the dark for tokens of peace We, this people on this mote of matter In whose mouths abide cankerous words Which challenge our very existence Yet out of those same mouths Come songs of such exquisite sweetness That the heart falters in its labor And the body is quieted into awe
We, this people, on this small and drifting planet Whose hands can strike with such abandon That in a twinkling, life is sapped from the living Yet those same hands can touch with such healing, irresistible tenderness That the haughty neck is happy to bow And the proud back is glad to bend Out of such chaos, of such contradiction We learn that we are neither devils nor divines
When we come to it We, this people, on this wayward, floating body Created on this earth, of this earth Have the power to fashion for this earth A climate where every man and every woman Can live freely without sanctimonious piety Without crippling fear
When we come to it We must confess that we are the possible We are the miraculous, the true wonder of this world That is when, and only when We come to it.
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fight or flight - Leonard Koscianski
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'The Witching Hour', by Leonard Koscianski, 2020. American, born 1952. Artist's words: "This enchanted, nocturnal vision of a backyard in Florida, came to me one night, between the hours of 3 and 4 a.m. – the “witching hour”. The scene is laden with foreboding. Primal energy stirs, but remains unexpressed."
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Leonard Koscianski, The Fisherman, 2016
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Leonard Koscianski - Birds of a Feather
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Leonard Koscianski "Survival of the Fittest", oil on canvas, 44" x 62", 2002.
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By Leonard Koscianski. American. b. 1952-
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Skating - The Vince Guaraldi Trio
Leonard Koscianski - The Skater
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•Leonard J. Koscianski 1952-, USA
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Leonard Koscianski, Stormy Weather, 2021
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He seriously lights his paintings the way some of my dreams are lit.
The Witching Hour by Leonard Koscianski
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