Bond of Union, 1956, by M. C. Escher
Etching an image into a smooth copper plate
intention to carve plane landscape with gouge,
he loved bun-shaped roof and rocks, choosing
not architect, but art craft
printing and peeling others skins off,
exchanging the balls, brain rolls with breeze
climbing to mountains through labyrinths
to be able to touch his part of stars, bent of bond.
He gazed into maze – no time waste –
rattled through scattered corridors,
corrida of thoughts, interlocking forms,
snakes and ladders, gathering in plain
secular splendor of harvest union.
by Brenda Warren