Once upon a time
In a wondrous winter wood
Of trees blown bare and pine
Stood a woman that should
Freezing be, looked rather fine
Gliding over leaves wanton,
Touching tree, seeing giants in a trap-
Imagination often gets forgotten-
Tracing with a finger an infinite map.
With hair stood frozen in the winds embrace,
Legend says that she still walks there-
The journey written in her face
For weary wanderers to take care.
--- Accalia Smith
Based off of a new collection of artwork by Steven Lovatt published by Portfolio Fine Art…
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