Sedona Fenceline — Image by kenne
The fence does not divide the land—
it simply stands there, patient,
while the red mountains behind it
keep their old counsel with the sky.
Wind moves through cedar and dust,
and even silence here
seems to have roots.
Image by kenne
Fenceline, Mt. Lemmon
Yellow leans into the wind,
a soft surrender of summer.
Along the fence,
the season loosens its grip—
beauty, brief
and already leaving.
Somewhere Along the Fenceline — Image by kenne
— kenne
Fenceline — To walk the line is to understand both sides of the fence. — kenne
— Martin Heidegger
Sonoran Desert Fenceline — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The relationship
between imagination
and knowledge is how
we best tell the critical
stories of the desert.
— Alberto Rios
“Fenceline” — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Fenceline
lost in its
harsh beauty
we walk the fence line
drawn to the
once riparian land
on the other side
fences cannot hide
the splendor
nor the disgrace
now tattooed
across a fragile land
abused and neglected
by cultures past
and present
a place where
water once stood
now disappearing
to caverns below
playing hide ‘n seek
from pipes sucking
their very subsistence
on to nearby pecan groves
not learning to share
we fight for water
destroying the source
leaving behind death
only to cycle back
after all is gone
a lone jackrabbit
runs ahead of us
darting from
bush to bush
seeking to outlast
the hand of death
pulling at us
urging us to follow
— kenne
Southern Arizona Winter Fenceline Painting by kenne
— kenne
Mountain Fenceline — Image by kenne
“We need people in our lives with whom we can be as open as possible.
To have real conversations with people may seem like such a simple,
obvious suggestion, but it involves courage and risk.”
— Thomas Moore
