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Yes oar

Woodburned Oar inspired by Walter Benton Poem

Because hate is legislated . . . written into the primer and the testament, 
shot into our blood and brain like vaccine or vitamins 

Because our day is of time, of hours — and the clock-hand turns, 
closes the circle upon us: and black timeless night 
sucks us in like quicksand, receives us totally — 
without a raincheck or a parachute, a key to heaven or the last long look 

I need love more than ever now . . . I need your love, 
I need love more than hope or money, wisdom or a drink 

Because slow negative death withers the world — and only yes can turn the tide 
Because love has your face and body . . . and your hands are tender 
and your mouth is sweet — and God has made no other eyes like yours. 

-poem by Walter Benton

Burned illustration on wood oar by Erin Collis.

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