Mixed media (acrylic, wood shavings, metal scrap, fence wire), 2023
Size: w 16″x h 12″ x h 1.5″ cradled birch panel
Part I of Triptych (I, II, III: Destruction, Extinction, Disintegration)
Destruction
Rubble, ash, splintered wood, stone dust, pulverized concrete. What remains after the bombing of cities and catastrophe of earthquakes.
The following two poems will probably never see publication, so I put them out here (written in the last few weeks).
Gods of Peace and War
We are the gods of grace
We come from away and far
To show you a safe place
To light your way with stars
We are the gods of war
We travel now in space
To see things as they are
We look into your face
We are the gods of peace
We are the gods of death
War Is Here
War is here; we’ve been attacked
Death will come for thee and me
As it has for saints and fools.
Before that, time will crease our hearts
And fear will corrugate our souls.
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