O tan-faced prairie boy!
Before you came to camp came many a welcome gift;
Praises and presents came, and nourishing food--till at last, among the
recruits,
You came, taciturn, with nothing to give--we but looked on each other,
When lo! more than all the gifts of the world you gave me.Curated by First Verse from the public domain
I’m a freelance artist with 3 years of experience, and I can turn the feelings and imagery in your poems into illustrations so readers can actually see the words come to life. We could even start with one poem or a few stanzas as a small project.
I’d also love to share a few ideas on how visuals could help you reach a wider audience and create another way to benefit from your poetry.
If you’re interested, feel free to reach me here:
llunarlibrary@gmail.com
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Warm Regards,
LunarLibrary