Acrylic and netting on canvas
By Linda M. Rhinehart Neas
The roll of waves over the rocks created the sound of applause. The silent figure stood like a lone actor, slighting bending in acknowledgement to the unseen audience.
“Life’s a stage,” the Bard wrote. The actor here seemed aware that this was the ultimate evidence of the statement.
The great swan song would be given for sea and sun.
Slowly slipping off each shoe, and then deliberately placing them together above the tide line, the actor stepped into the finale.
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