Friday, February 12, 2010

Deborah Digges and Red n Blue

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Trapeze

See how the first dark takes the city in its arms
and carries it into what yesterday we called the future.

O, the dying are such acrobats.
Here you must take a boat from one day to the next,

or clutch the girders of the bridge, hand over hand.
But they are sailing like a pendulum between eternity and evening,

diving, recovering, balancing the air.
Who can tell at this hour seabirds from starlings,

wind from revolving doors or currents off the river.
Some are as children on swings pumping higher and higher.

Don't call them back, don't call them in for supper.
See, they leave scuff marks like jet trails on the sky.

by Deborah Digges
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2 comments:

Lora said...

I love that art.

LBeezee said...

I really want to know what she's looking at! Also, I love the colors used in the piece. Reminds me of old-school comics. The shade of red used in the piece is fantastic!