Artist, dressed in a shroud,
shoes
removed, carries
a
burning bush; illuminates
a
forest consumed by flame,
the
hiding places and denials
of
dark woods exposed. And so
becomes
a narrator,
a
storyteller, a light bearer,
a
commandment carrier;
opens
eyes but first
his
own. Cannot look full
into
the face. Only a partial view
from
the back allowed.
or
else death. The ground hot,
holy.
So interesting to see this early Kiefer image, which I think is beautiful. Great for this ekphrastic poem.
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