“I’m intoxicated by fire, light traveling through color, integrity of materials and making something where there was nothing… I love the overpowering silence involved.” LISSA WOLSAK (Vert Magazine) Wolsak in Of Beings Alone interjects into her poetry the disappointment of our present time, compelled as it is by capitalism’s bottom line and the “mean” […]
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