Lindsey Thäden

I see beauty everywhere, but photography came by accident. I wanted to capture moments, save them. When I see a subject that moves me, I have no choice but to document and explore. I especially love the personality and character of buildings that have stood firm to see a history I can only imagine.

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After “The Two Fridas”

Poetry
[poh-i-tree]

verb

1. to externally extract heart matter for public view.
2. to expose;
3. bloodlet;
4. to unite internal with external.

related forms

Poet:
I knew I was a poet when I found a red dahlia in the tissue
that put pressure to a knick on my pinky.

 

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