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id="c59a">Years ago, Dale and I collaborated on a project to marry his art and my words, based on a series of stunning portraits he painted during his time in Kenya. I asked Dale this morning whether now was the time to revisit the project.</p><p id="2d32">‘No politics, no drama, no commentary’, I said.</p><p id="9dbc">‘It feels just right’, he replied.</p><p id="c32b">If you love Dale’s work, you’ll find him at his website: <a href="https://dalewebster.carbonmade.com">https://dalewebster.carbonmade.com</a></p><p id="136a"><i>There’ll be more coming from us soon in our ‘Black Lives Matter’ series. But here are a couple of my other poems:</i></p><div id="8699" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/suddenly-i-dont-find-you-attractive-any-more-7f3e8e40473b"> <div> <div> <h2>Suddenly I Don’t Find You Attractive Any More</h2> <div

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POETRY | BLACK LIVES MATTER

A Perfect Model

A moment of quiet reflection as the world rages

Artwork with permission from Dale Webster

It’s a good likeness. I like the goodness — Gracious me. Poised. Clear-eyed, purposeful, A perfect model Of self-possession.

Till darkness drops Its howling demons Pounding my womb with Poison.

You brushed my cheek And left, leaving A faint impression.

Years ago, Dale and I collaborated on a project to marry his art and my words, based on a series of stunning portraits he painted during his time in Kenya. I asked Dale this morning whether now was the time to revisit the project.

‘No politics, no drama, no commentary’, I said.

‘It feels just right’, he replied.

If you love Dale’s work, you’ll find him at his website: https://dalewebster.carbonmade.com

There’ll be more coming from us soon in our ‘Black Lives Matter’ series. But here are a couple of my other poems:

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