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RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Past Presences


Singing to my heart and mind, touching my being, allowing all of my senses to come into the foreground without any friction or doubt.
So taken with past presences, following lines of ecstasy, as they circumvent all ties with reality.
Forcing me into the limelight as senses come alive and take journeys with my mind.
Such elastic limits, opening up other dimensions - the eighth dimension of another side of life.
Existing only for the time of writing, sololy walking away, yet never leaving rhythm altogether on sidewalks to eternity.

Submitted: Monday, April 08, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 09, 2013
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