Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

never has there been a land so unfortunate
chinese boxes of despair
a spiral staircase into darkness
each boon, each invention
the latest edict and proclamation
that promises this thing and that
a stone tossed in the pond
the clock bears witness to our sorrow

yesterday the pipes were installed
life would be made simple
water at our fingertips
the women no longer take laundry to the river
the donkey not needed to haul water back
he has lost his place, the children
who followed to learn the way
have become a nuisance
they are left to piss and scribble on walls

horses wander the alley to graze in shadows
the elders live in a deck of cards
the tree is a pole dressed up in wire
locks grow like fungus upon the doors
no one steals no not even a moment
we wash our hands each and every hour
never has there been a land so unfortunate
the village path is paved and leads nowhere

as with deer in the monastery garden, both this poem and animal fates were inspired by the art of german expressionist, franz marc. the titles are the same as the art titles.

we wash our hands each and every hour

it made me smile...

yeah, paintings are great inspiration sources!

thank you, arcadia.

the unfortunate land of triol franz marc

Sounds like home to me constantine.
A timely poem, you have captured our zeitgeist.

thank you