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Dianne Michele Dumas

(01/09/19965 / United States of America)

Eames


Little rectangle on a hill
So quiet yet so De Stijl
With multi-colors shinning bright
what a magnificent sight.
For that place in time
in 1949
You were ingenious by design.
A stamp in history you have made
for all designers to partake.

Submitted: Saturday, July 27, 2013
Edited: Sunday, October 06, 2013

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Inspired by the precedent of Charles & Ray Eames. Studied in Architecture 121 at Portland State University. I dedicate this poem to Professor Lisa Young

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