Three Friends and a Camera
Poems About Faces
Poems by Jillian Stevens
Photographs by Paul Stetzer
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Photographs by Paul Stetzer
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Your demeanor speaks
of paradise,
and ease.
A breeze
seems to catch
a whiff of
(burnt umber),
Fox-tail wisps.
Goatee, bearing the hue
of a
from-birth shade,
with brows to match,
just the same.
How does color live with you?
Upon your arm,
behind a navy-palm chest?
You are a reflection of
this World’s
miraculous scope.
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