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Your Russia

Artist: Woven Hand
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

Medicine tongue and a heavy hand together make a fist. They put me down and I do not rise. And now as an old child, I'll hand it down. I'll hand it down, then I'll blow around.


White Bird

Artist: Woven Hand
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

These thoughts of you, they are a gift. The smell of you on the winds due shift. Behind a chosen curtain, I'm set adrift. The talk of you still on my lips.



Wooden Brother

Artist: Woven Hand
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

We hit the floor just like her blue silk slip. Dark puritan rose to the curve of her hip. I did not know, it was too much, too much for me to handle. To be shown to the heart of the matter by your holy candle.


Story And Pictures

Artist: Woven Hand
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Shook out my salvation in all four corners of my room. Lowly is the dust, trustworthy the broom. . White lady, growlin' on a chain. Peacock caw the sound of my lover's name.


My Russia

Artist: Woven Hand
Year: 2006
Updated: 8 years ago

The morning comes, I've not yet closed my eyes. Cold and bright as I need it and the sun does rise. These were my thoughts as I passed 'neath your window.


Last Fist

Artist: Woven Hand
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

What are you about?. Say something secret in an old order hush. Trouble and suffering in a lovely rhythm. A homespun clapboard, black strap thrush. . Devoted loyal, undertake the toil.


Cripplegate (standing On Glass)

Artist: Woven Hand
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Shake, sleep, wool and glass. Hung on nails, here and there. Wails the wall I pass. . In you alone, in you alone. There is no harm. In you alone. . In you alone, in you alone.


Blue Pail Fever

Artist: Woven Hand
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Thy will be done. Here on this highway. In every house and field I pray. . All in meekness yield, aided by want. Among stranger people. To disgrace so soon I've come.


Arrow Head

Artist: Woven Hand
Year: 2008
Updated: 8 years ago

Do tell, how is the little pilgrim's progress. Does he endeavor to persevere. Close mantled to knives and kisses. Just like when you were here. . What little he had, from him it was taken.


Aeolian Harp (under The World)

Artist: Woven Hand
Year: 2007
Updated: 8 years ago

Now is the end of the gentile. Pluck aeolian harp, my child. Beyond the lust of this moment. Thin as a pine slat. It does no good to call you mine. . You're a big brown bull.



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