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May I gently touch with skin, sweated skin?
May I measure your length measuring mine?
Wine giddied softly stolen kiss is in
My sweetlipped mem'ry, sweetly made design.
Like blush of bud on bare branch wintered gray,
Geese threading mournful music through the clouds,
Echoed, spring re-sounds ancient magic ways,
Echoed, heart endures, greens, and speaks aloud.
So, gentle fingers, gently touch, and speak,
That winter's gray, spring sun will chase before
And eyes of winter greened by spring's sun seeks
To know, and touch, and gently ope' the door.
For this I hope, and dream, and ache, and wish,
That spring will burgeon food for winter's dish.

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Biography

Born in England 1959. Lived in Greece until 5, London until 12. Moved to LA in 1972 for 9 years. Moved again, to Northern CA, worked as a waitress, sold women's shoes and quality leather goods. Went to Newport, RI for America's Cup summer in 1983, worked as cook running kitchen, inventory and stock control for small cafe. Went sailing (on different boats) as cook/helmser through the Carribbean to Panamá, Marquesas Islands, Tahiti, New Zealand and Australia. Love sailing, though I get seasick as hell. Back to UK, working in a pub as a cook again, short stint as picture framer. Grandma got ill and died, left England for RI, met man, got married, three kids, moved to St. Paul. Living with my mother and 2 cats. He left 1995, I started 4 year degree program in 1996. Graduated with BFA in Communication Design May 5th 2000, and started working in Graphic Design field.