Karen Preston


Monday April 21, 2008

The rumble goes through her softly,
in her sleepy head she thinks rain.
A quiet rumble again,
peering out the window slat just a little bit
Eyes wide now but no eyes could take in all that gigantic softness
Her breath catches and they pass huge and gentle.
One looks her way she ducks when she looks again
they have gone.

~ From Karen Preston’s Traveling print description

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Comments

#1 :: erin lang norris
Apr 24, 09:00 AM

her style instantly reminded me of eric swanson’s…he’s one of my favorites, so i love this print!!!

#2 :: Karen Preston
Apr 24, 12:13 PM

Thank you Erin. I have not heard of Eric Swanson before but I will go check him out now. : )

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