I love how
the curves of the crescent moon necklace fit perfectly with the swirly pattern of my tears this dress.
I had never tried to tell my father's story in words before now, but my first completed sculpture of him was the reason for our trip: a three - foot mahogany figure of my father naked, kneeling on a half - foot - square base, his back arched like
the curve of a crescent moon, his downcast eyes fixed on his very long fingers and the large palms of his hands.
Not exact matches
In this back arching stance,
curve your spine into a waning
crescent moon instead
of the
curve upward as it is in the Cat.
Over this eclipse
of forms, a single
curve arches like an eyebrow in an expression
of alarm, or like a
crescent moon presiding over the collision and framing the event.