by Patty McPhee
I stand among stones
That speak to me
Calling me to dance
To open my sight
To each vision hidden within.
They sing to me
In whispers
That float into my soul
With music that causes
my toe to tap,
My fingers to tingle
Visions that dance in and out
Spinning me around
Dancing with them
To each tap of my hammer.
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Patty McPhee is a Tacoma-based sculptor and poet. Her practice explores the “interdependent web of existence,” often pairing abstract forms with original verse. Patty’s sculptures are represented by Barlow Gallery and held in various regional collections. See more of her work at plmcphee-artist.com.
