Joel DowsheninPoets UnlimitedThe Water’s EdgeOn a warm, cloudless, Windless day in early spring We’re drawn to the water’s edge. It’s been months since we’ve felt The urge, the need To…May 25, 2017May 25, 2017
Joel DowshenA Map of MeWe sat on the couch, My grandson and I, Reading, chilling, Talking about the Spectacular sculptures of Human forms From painstakingly cut…Nov 27, 2016Nov 27, 2016
Joel DowshenThe Dance ConcertPart of the “Flamingos are Pink” series for MarshaApr 7, 2014Apr 7, 2014