Words by Khaetidawne and Brendan Quirk. The photo was taken in June of 2019. This print was made in December, 2020 on 8” x 10” paper.
See the first post below for the text for this image.
Walking into the forest - along the rock cliff
She admires the beauty, finds a good place to sit;
To strum the small harp she brought in her pack
“I’m calling the Forest Fae! Do you think they’ll come back?”
She sings, playing arias, with a soft smile,
Then packs up her harp again after a while.
“The steps are inviting. Which way do we go?”
“I’ll follow you”, she says, “This is your trail, I know.”
I tell her, “Have care, don’t run into the rock!”
“Turn left sharply going downhill, we’ll have work coming back.”