Held in,
the thing relinquished its furs
ate the paper,
hung the tree.
The children outside
had to capture it twice,
promise it bread,
name it Son.
artwork by Julie Jansen & writing by Heather Hodges: (While living in Buenos Aires we wandered the streets to hang our pieces, and later watched them be digested by the city itself.)
Hey, I like your stuff.
ReplyDeleteJohn Philip Johnson, Lincoln Nebraska USA