A Sample!

Endocarp

Marilyn De Guehery

Inspired by the poem of the same name, by Alysia Harris

At Artist's Circle last week, we created art based off each other's artworks. We wanted to send out one example:

Marilyn created a graphic design piece inspired by Alysia's poem, Endocarp (below).

ENDOCARP

It opens, like thunder
blooming

The feeling that I can’t
do this.

That the walls of my room
were made of Eden

And the trees began the
sin of autumn

In June.

My mother buys me fruit
whenever she comes to visit

Somehow, without fail, I
forget to eat

Smelling it go rotten

In a cheap silver bowl

Next to the set of cutting
knives.

What’s precious-

A pair of fine winter
gloves

In thunderhead grey?

Or an orange grove of
friends?

Four years, the citrus,

Still bleeding into
November.

On days the sky turns to
soft steel,

I watch umbrellas open,

Those first-responders,
hesitant shields.

They understand the risk
involved, how rain can palpate

Even the tiniest wounds.

Sit for a week and study

A pear’s skin purse neat green
bruises,

One after the other.

Like an old lady turning
Into a very small pea.

We learn to live our
separate lives,

Knives placed at opposite
ends of a table.

In the aging silence,

Trying not to attract attention.

This etiquette too, a
sin.