Tag: AI Digital Art
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9 Oct: A Six – What the Blind See
What the Blind See She is swept by wind and blind as snow, and she sits on a bench that overlooks the sea on Beachy Head. Hers is a salt-soaked throne facing the horizon and its sun-prism sky, and she stares, steady as a pointing stick, looking beyond what I see and shall not see,…
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4 October: A Six – A Conversation with a Crow
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 32.2 1964: The Nature of Things, Part 2 July 1964: A Conversation with a Crow If I, having only seen your coal-black wings that scoop out great portions of sky (I say to the crow, Cerberus) who would guess you are…
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2 October: A Six – Part: 32.1, The Nature of Things
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 32.1 1964: The Nature of Things, Part 1 Cerberus There’s a crow in the oak – it’s watching the line where the battle broke. “I don’t know, Grandmother,” I’m in tears; the silent sort that claws, and she turns her back…
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27 Sept: A Six – A Trifecta: Pierre’s Chair
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 31 Pierre’s Chair Almost midnight: We walked to the Six Sentence Cafe and Bistro, rain bristling and wind hurting my ears – it rains at an angle, heedless of Pierre’s complaints, “… why did I bother to style my hair or…
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26 Sept: A Six – Three Months After That Day
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 30 August 1975: Three Months After that Day Down at the sand, where the tide throws itself forward like a wreck in cold unconquered lines, foaming against all hope, my father stands next to me and says, “Brigid, find the quiet…
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26 Sept: A Six – Watching Cerulean Blue Bleed
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 29 Last week: An Equal Division of Light and Dark Watching Cerulean Blue Bleed Pierre stands at an easel and paints; he creates his world; depth and distance washed with purples; water colour blotches that run, and clouds thieving white from…
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17 Sept: A Six – An Equal Division of Light and Dark
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 28, An Equal Division of Light and Dark last week‘s post An Equal Division of Light and Dark Pierre comes home next week … but to what, to our intricate web, spun soft, occasionally smooth, heavy as Dido’s sword. It’s just…
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10 Sept: A Six – Part: 27 June’s Strawberry Moon
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: 1965: The Night of June’s Strawberry Moon 1965: The Night of June’s Strawberry Moon And I say, ” …hours before, the sky was a fruity blush colour, but now in this fading light the full Strawberry Moon hangs low and lonely, shiny…
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4 Sept: A Six – Part: 26 Navigating a Debris Field
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 26 Navigating a Debris Field last week: Pierre will have to stay here with us; we will clear out the storage room for him,” I say, and Hanzō nods silence; it is the heart of a noble relic that agrees. Navigating…
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30 August: A Six – Part: 25.1 Keep Yourself to Yourself
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 25.1 Keep Yourself To Yourself, Girl Hi, my name is Brigid, and this is my Show and Tell. I’m named after St Brigid of Kildare, the patroness (that’s like a saint) of Ireland, the goddess of spring and fertility and life…
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