Poem by Veronica Haunani Fitzhugh

 

My Love Song

etta pours honey down my spine
causing my stiff back to slide,
undulating, first away then
toward and into you.

we beat.

cole makes me think i am in love
on the streets, in the museums…

altars and kitchen sinks.

we beat.

 

"Siprit Dance"  © Dr. Regina Valluzzi
“Sprit Dance” © Dr. Regina Valluzzi

 

Veronica Haunani Fitzhugh is an author, activist and good friend keeping busy saving the world and sipping sweet tea on her front porch in Charlottesville, Virginia. She holds a BA in English from the University of Virginia.

Art can illuminate even the most elusive and difficult to comprehend ideas. Visual rules and tightly codified visual metaphors help scientists communicate complex ideas mostly amongst themselves, but they can also become barriers to new ideas and insights. Dr. Regina Valluzzi’s images are abstracted and diverged from the typical rules and symbols of scientific illustration and visualization; they provide an accessible window into the world of science for both scientists and non-scientists.

 

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