I am experimenting with publishing my posters in this forum. I may move forward with posting zines here as well if this succeeds. This is a crude approximation of my poster. In the print version, the text is centered and the title is in color.
Rain
Like a love poem that fills the heart to overflowing rain covered the mountain just after the New Year. Murmuring rivulets covered once dry leaves, intersected paths and muddied trails, muddied shoes and trouser legs. I plunged through fecund mud and leaves, became a mud man devoted to sylvan gods. Glen Falls became a roaring torrent, deceived my ears. Thinking it close, I forged ahead. The cascade below the falls became a booming choir. Basses and contraltos reverberated from hickory and oak. I bowed before the splendor, prepared to endure cold days ahead, anticipated Equinox rebirth. Photo and text by Ray Zimmerman https://rayzimmerman.substack.com
This is a photograph of one of my posters.
The words to the poem: Spirit Bird Every time I see cranes, a door opens into the spirit world. They arrive to bring news of winter and depart with the promise of spring. They carry messages between worlds. Their arrival is always anticipated, but unexpectedly, they arrive and call. Said to mate for life, they dance when reunited after a long separation. Their longing calls fill my heart. Departing this world, I will know I am bound for blessed realms if cranes accompany me.
Lovely words!
Thank you for these!