Emily Dickinson

Many of us encountered Emily Dickinson in our adolescence -- and left her there, along with a lot of other high school English-class figures. In fact, Emily was the first poet I knew by name, and I re-read her often. I admire her artistic explorations, her sense of self and her bravery in searching out themes. As a painter, I can only hope to attain her level of individual expression. I believe that these paintings both stand alone and serve as translations. I was inspired when I learned that Emily referred to the act of writing poetry as her "painting" sessions.

Gouache on paper 4"x4"

The Winds drew off

Like hungry dogs

Defeated of a bone.

Through fissures in

Volcanic cloud

The yellow lightning shown.

The trees held up

Their mangled limbs

Like animals in pain,

When Nature falls

Upon herself,

Beware an Austrian!

An "Austrian" is a type of wind.

 

Emily Dickinson

 
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