When the Wind Changes Course, Erasure Poem #83, gel pen on paper, (Sketchbooks 2022), © N Nazir 2022
Text source: One Thousand Years of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez, p.285
February’s motives
reveal nothing
yet offer the drama
of a beautiful storm.
Sunra Rainz 
Simply beautiful, dear Sunra. Wonderfully crafted, love those final two lines 🤍🤗
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Thanks so much, Grace! ❤
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Beautiful. Never know what February might bring.
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Thanks Bob! 🙂
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It seems to me that your work is…amazing! 💜💙🤍
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Thank you, my lovely! ❤
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Beautiful!! Love it!
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Thanks Worms!
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Brilliant! Does it say something about January, I wonder, and new year’s resolutions?
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Ha ha! No, I sort of ignore January, to be honest! I’m always playing catch-up with myself so I don’t register the new year until February 🙂
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That makes sense. Well, time is sort of imaginary anyway. Sort of.
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Ha ha! I agree 😀
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🙂
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