I Had Rather Wear Her Grace
18” x 24” original oil painting with gold leaf accents
Nothing compares to the power of spring blooms. Their ability to grow from dead ground. We can learn a lot from a flower.
*Note this painting is currently on display at the Greenbelt Courthouse until January 2025. This piece will ship when the show ends.
18” x 24” original oil painting with gold leaf accents
Nothing compares to the power of spring blooms. Their ability to grow from dead ground. We can learn a lot from a flower.
*Note this painting is currently on display at the Greenbelt Courthouse until January 2025. This piece will ship when the show ends.
18” x 24” original oil painting with gold leaf accents
Nothing compares to the power of spring blooms. Their ability to grow from dead ground. We can learn a lot from a flower.
*Note this painting is currently on display at the Greenbelt Courthouse until January 2025. This piece will ship when the show ends.
My Rose
by Emily Dickinson
Pigmy seraphs gone astray,
Velvet people from Vevay,
Belles from some lost summer day,
Bees' exclusive coterie.
Paris could not lay the fold
Belted down with emerald;
Venice could not show a cheek
Of a tint so lustrous meek.
Never such an ambuscade
As of brier and leaf displayed
For my little damask maid.
I had rather wear her grace
Than an earl's distinguished face;
I had rather dwell like her
Than be Duke of Exeter
Royalty enough for me
To subdue the bumble-bee!
