September 21, 2024

Hymn

Earlier in the year I was invited to participate in an intervention art trail at the William Cowper Museum curated by Wayne Warren.(picture above) Barney had just died and recognising Cowper's love of his pet ducks, I wrote: 

Hymn

Iff one word is enough for a fatal dream,

The jaws of a dying boy have a slow hinge of tears                   like loss

Pressing air from those lungs   auxetic pain

perpendicular to the force applied,

More words offer                    astheny

Extreme separation without end its inverse

                                                            ratio of not at this address

                        For the dialogue of men fades to

Irrelevant by name                  forgotten                      but for name

I know the name but don’t know the work

Unlike song                 its shiny hopeful eyes implying needs

And small creature openings.


It was initially displayed in a display case with a Cowper poem and later moved to be displayed on a typewriter. Also included in the show Jayne Dyer and Jonathan Wright . 



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