Thursday, 9 August 2012
Collage.
elusive
shadowy
shifting
deeper than reason
the gods
Christianity
Holy Fools
The Face on the Icon
The face in the crowd
tears
laughter
wise virgins of Strasbourg
Chartres
The Tears of The Virgin
Cathedral glass
Buddha
bats in the belfry
the stillness of water
the ship of death
and
after time
singing
swinging
Saints in the pub
in mufti
serendipity
uncensored
or poetry
a window
cracked
shards of scattered highlights
mended
crafted
cut
cannily into elegant patterns
maybe reflecting the truth
Trevor John Karsavin Potter
9th. August 2012.
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