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Hiding in Plain Sight / December 26, 2025

Hiding in Plain Sight

november 26
early evening, no wind.

from nearby,
under a dome of night sky
the bark-like honks
of a canada goose,

followed by the
collective honking
of many canada geese

all of them cutting loose,
floating on a wetland stage
under cover of darkness
and partially obscured by
a ragged-edged curtain of dry
scrub
 and milkweed,
not a one feeling any need
to hold back
like so many musicians
wearing dark jackets
and starched white shirts,
priming their flugelhorns

and lateral tympaniforms
for tonight’s late show—

the first of a southern flyway tour—
while i stand backstage

and catch the gift
and musical riffs
of their raucous rehearsal

—dotty seiter

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working title: Come Out Where I Can See You
~5 x 7″; oil, pigment stick, and collage on paper
sketch for Let’s Face It With Friends series
2025

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Notes about poem and art:
• “november 26” was inspired by Ted Kooser, a poet who, recovering from cancer in late 1998, had to stay out of the sun, and began taking daily 2-mile walks before dawn after which he wrote poems. My poem here arose from an after-dusk walk in the dark of a November evening.
• While taking a previously-mentioned Jane Davies 90-minute Zoom class in September, I reached impulsively for a large sheet of used palette paper sent to me by artist Lola Jovan, tore off a section, availed myself of pigment sticks, made a few marks to indicate a found face, and added a few bits of collage.

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9 responses to “Hiding in Plain Sight”

  1. Love the comparison of the honking of geese to musicians on tour! I can hear their honks! Your imagination knows no boundaries!

    Found face in an ancient stone!

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    1. Carol, thanks for your encouragement with my writing. Love that you can hear the musicians’ honks : ) I am learning bit by bit that I can grow my imagination; happy discovery!

      “Found face in an ancient stone”—wow! love that! (speaking of boundless imagination)

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  2. Every time I see a flock of geese flying overhead I pause. and watch. Now I’ll be listening and looking for music while I watch.

    And your found face is now in plain sight. Simply delightful!

    Happy day after Christmas!

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    1. MaryAnn, happy Boxing Day to you, too!

      The Branta canadensis on tour that appear in my poem were the standout bit of one of our late November passeggiate; quite wonderful!

      Love that you “get” the found face’s coming into plain sight. The seek and find provided a way in to playing with faces. I was grateful for a starting place.

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  3. Flugelhorn!!!! I played one in high school! Your description of the soundscape resonates with me deeply. Brilliant. And thrilled to see palette paper becoming art! Huzzah!! xo

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    1. Lola! Amazing that you played flugelhorn in high school! LOVE that serendipitous connection here with my poem : )

      And, of course, this post was ALREADY connected to you in the loveliest way by my grabbing one of your used palette papers as fodder for finding a face : )

      Totally HUZZAH!

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  4. The birds! The birds! LOL. I can hear them clearly. I can see them, sort of. And they look like a looney toon episode. Haha. :o)

    I love come out. Makes me think of cave art. And earth as pigment. And how the need to express ourselves has been around as long as humans have been. Bravo, Dotty!

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    1. Sheila, I’m reveling in your responses to poem images and painted images. Nneither the Looney Tunes perspective and the cave art perspective crossed my mind as i created those pieces—totally love that they crossed yours! Perfect! The ageless need to express and the ageless ability to respond are both so wonderful!

      Thanks!

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Question Exchange with Fellow Creative / December 22, 2025

 December 22, 2025

Question Exchange with Fellow Creative

appetizers

the everyday no-nonsense part
of a particular artist i know
leans toward eat-to-live
rather than live-to eat.

this gal, god love her,
doesn’t snack,
rarely nibbles while she preps food,
is disinclined to have any kind of happy hour
where she sits out on the back deck
before a meal to whet her appetite
with crackers or cheese or chips or hummus
or crudités or hard cider.
she’d sooner take a walk than eat a snack,
sooner have her fill at the table than at the stove,
sooner read than partake before dinner.


however, the part of her that shows up
to write poems and paint? 
that gal has a
different story altogether! she is all 
about
snacks, always has an eye out for
appetizers, is not shy whatsoever

about loading up
the cocktail plate she carries
at all times in her pocket
,
cannot curb the gusto
with which her hungry
self reaches for starters!

a sliver of shadow? she begins salivating.
canapés of calendula and coreopsis? she grabs a handful.
an amuse-bouche of seeing her neighbor
 watering her garden
on a summer morning? pass her the recipe.
an hors d’oeuvre of grief? she’s unafraid to roll it around
on her tongue to explore its depth of bittersweet.
an antipasto of kandinsky concentric circles? bring on the hot sauce.

consider yourself forewarned:
when she starts noshing,

do not get in her way.

dotty seiter

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⬇️ GUEST ART! ⬇️

Running From the Art Police Because I’ve Been Banned
Lola Jovan

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Notes about poem and art:
Take yourself to Lola’s blog for the story behind today’s post! Lola does a Reader Giveaway at the end of each month at her blog. When you leave a comment on any post during the month you are automatically entered. One lucky commenter then wins their own Question Exchange, to be defined in the way that suits them best! My name was drawn from the hat at the end of November : )

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9 responses to “Question Exchange with Fellow Creative”

  1. Fill up on canlendulas, concentric circles with hot sauce. Much more satisfying.

    Love Lola’s blog! Her art and messages resonate! What a strong piece!

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    1. Carol, I do so revel in filling up on calendula and concentric circles—such hearty enlivening sustenance!

      Lola sure knows how to turn banishment from art on its head, doesn’t she?

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  2. Oh my…what a fun and fascinating journey. I enjoyed reading about the context of the poem and the art. What a wonderful creative exchange that suited both of you.

    I’m an appetizer gal myself. And yes…the world is messy and marvelous all at the same time.

    Wonderful post!

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    1. MaryAnn, thanks for taking enjoyment in the fun and fascinating journey of the context of the poem and art today! Messy and marvelous! And more to come, God willing and the creek don’t rise and the muse joins the fun : )

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  3. oh oh OH Dotty! What FUN this is! I resonate at a primal level with your poem – food is fuel for me, experience is nourishment and flavor – YUM!

    Thank you so much for your idea to respond to each other’s questions with poetry and art! I am over the moon! What a delicious way to get to know one another better. I am abuzz with excitement! xoxo

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    1. Lola, SO happy that when you said, “five questions each. Email, text, zoom – whatever you feel most comfortable with!” … I voiced a barely formed thought … “one idea I’m considering is having you send me your five questions which I will then use as sparks for five poems … ” and YOU responded by saying you’d paint in response to my questions … and now look at us buzzing with this unexpected adventure! Holy cow!

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      1. A HOLY COW indeed! One covered in words and art and ideas and buzzing adventure!

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  4. WOW! Love your poem! Love Banned. So energetic, so powerful. Girl power!! Love Lola’s blog and her amazing question exchange idea! What fun! ;o)

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    1. Thank you, Sheila! Lola and I have got ourselves launched into an unexpected adventure, for sure. Lola’s prompts are providing a delicious creative challenge ; )