Microcosm of Life . . .

Art ~ Michael Parkes


We are a people attracted to images.

Let me show you my picture —

a woman with a large empty place

where her seat of emotions once dwelled.

Its edges are encrusted with jagged scars,

silent screams and uncounted tears.

But Nature abhors a vacuum.

Outside the ragged holiness trembles

evidence of saplings and soon ripening fruit.

The goddess crone is not to be discounted.


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