Out of Darkness

–after Ann McCoy’s Pyramid for Martin Hurson

Owl with wings spread
Enveloping the night as only
A nocturnal creature can
Slipping into the passage
She creates out of darkness
The moon not a place
Of silver but airy blight,
Medley of cold faces,
Transposed on cold canvas,
The contours scream
Of silence trapped by the painter,
The owl forever spreading
Her wings, the night
Forever starred, forever
Becoming your breath and life.

–Shaun Perkins

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