Marcia Jane Arnold

When I see birch bend to left and right I like to think some boy’s been swinging them. ~Robert Frost

Good bye, my love

How all things fade and perish from the memory of the old men pass away the great traditions. ~Song of Hiawatha

Then all light was gathered up by the hand of God and hid in His breast. Then there was born a silence deep than silence. The she had rest. ~Duncan Campbell Scott

Let the birch bark torches roar in the gloom and the trees crowd up in a quiet startled ring. ~Duncan Campbell Scott

How To Mend a Broken Heart

Feeds upon the worst of straw-bread. Pine tree bark the broad he feeds on sipping water from the birch bark. ~Kullervo and the Cheat Cake

Winner of Judge’s Choice Award in the Treasures of Point Coupee exhibition in New Roads

A bend of a branch held by ivy. A curl of birch bark. ~Raymond Foss, Wonder of Nature