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Douglas Miller

I think of the moon as our planet's twin, 
perhaps our lost sibling, never apart and 
never together. How long will we follow her? 
How long has she been watching us? 
I also think of this poem when I look at her 
looking at me:
"...gaze at the moon ocean marking the face. 
In some cases the moon is you. In any case, 
the moon."
-fragment of a poem by Jack Kerouac

"Moon 2" 
33.5 inches X 41.5 inches. 
Graphite, Acrylic, Colored Pencil on paper. 


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