Melanie Eberhardt - Artist

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Touched by Inspiration

When I Met My Muse

William Stafford

I glanced at her and took my glasses

off – they were still singing. They buzzed

like a locust on the coffee table and then

ceased. Her voice belled forth, and the

sunlight bent. I felt the ceiling arch, and

knew that nails up there took a new grip

on whatever they touched. “I am your own

way of looking at things, “ she said. “When

you allow me to live with you, every

glance at the world around you will be

a sort of salvation.” And I took her hand.


(more poems by William Stafford)

I keep a notebook of art and design that I like. I leaf through the pages whenever I find myself lacking inspiration. Usually, I find something that gets the wheels turning again.

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