Underground (painting) and Mine (poem)

Explore March 22, 2008. Number 178, Gems roots, invertebrates . . whatever one might find under the earth. Acrylic on canvas, approximately 9 x11 inch painting


Mine

Mine . . .
Buried deep,
A forgotten wound
Carved into the scarred clay.

Mine . . .
To sustain
The hills of tailings as they
Rise in ranks
By the deserted railhead
While the dusty tipple towers
With looming shoulders
Over the patient tracks
In their barren, stony bed,
Bowered with bouquets
Of goldenrod
And the plush purple glory
Of ironweed,
Festooned by the wind
With the floozy trash
Of vending machines.

Mine . . .
Are memories.


taken from Elementa (Loosey Goosey Press, 2008) by Faith Goble

You can read Luan Gaines' review of Elementa at www.curledup.com/elementa.htm
and an interview at www.curledup.com/intfgoble.htm.

Photo prise à Bowling Green le 20 février 2006 (© faith goble / Flickr)

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