Bond of Union, 1956, by M. C. Escher
Etching an image into a smooth copper plate
intention to carve plane landscape with
gouge,
linoleum cutter,
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
vertical/horizontal metamorphosis,
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
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Peeling back the layers between two can lead to some interesting results
ReplyDeleteWhat we all want, to touch our part of stars...
ReplyDeleteWe each own a unique view and perspective, some far more than others. And each of us must find some way to express it or it will never be known to the world. I like this poem that, for me, celebrates individual creative process.
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peeling of skin can reveal much about a person..to touch the stars is the destination.
ReplyDeletelovely bonding
ReplyDeleteIf it isn't a tribute to M.C. Escher, it could be. In any case, it is intricate and wonderful!
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It's all about what's beneath the surface, isn't it? This is an incredible write.
ReplyDeleteThis does feel like a tribute to the master artist himself! Nicely done.
ReplyDeletehate to imagine hte breeze if my skin is peeled off...just saying...ha...
ReplyDeleteearly efforts into post-modern deconstructionism....
That is some harvest union ~ Interesting response humbird ~
ReplyDeleteSensual self immolation !
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