“Travel this Immensity” 20×20, oil on canvas, $320 Buy Now
I’ve been holding onto this poem, not sure what I would do with it. I thought, of course, that it would be a bird painting, and maybe it is except there is no bird. I guess, she’s just out of the frame of the painting in a world a little bit bigger than I can create.
by Georgia Douglas Johnson
Your world is as big as you make it
I know, for I used to abide
In the narrowest nest in a corner
My wings pressing close to my side
But I sighted the distant horizon
Where the sky-line encircled the sea
And I throbbed with a burning desire
To travel this immensity.
I battered the cordons around me
And cradled my wings on the breeze
Then soared to the uttermost reaches
with rapture, with power, with ease!