Ekphrastic writing from Peace Gallery North
Poem by Gagan Kaur The longer I looked, the more I could seeThat fence line whispered to me.As we immigrants walk fences too,Through lands unknown and winters new.We check the weak places deep inside,The homesick tears we try to hide.I wanted to walk away,But the painting made my homesick heart pause and stay.For the rancher’s careful stride,Reminded me of how
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