Good morning–midday—evening, depending where on the globe this finds you!
Today’s “poem” is a collage of headlines I pasted onto a narrow piece of wood a few weeks ago. Unfortuanately I only had a glue stick so some of the edges started curling. I put it together while working on an article on the Liberation of Holland, hence the tulips.
The first four images show you the entire stick in pieces (yes, it’s that long), then come a few details:
What “living scrapbooks” can you make with what’s on hand?
A broken tulip 
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