He drinks deeply from the river, at last his thirst has met its match. For a moment the Dancer catches his reflection as the sun glints back at itself from the silver surface. He dips his finger, testing the water. A new song resonates now as he dives into the depths of apparent chaos confident the ripples will reveal more than the moment knows. - Keith Newman -84-99 |
Cleaning Out The
Garage, 2002
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