
Announcing spring
the birches hopefully shoot forth
Suerat’s pointillistic follies.
Portending winter
desolate oaks precariously dangle
Calder’s mobiles.
Only for an instant,
the raptures of art.
Then, forever,
the boring profusion
and empty ruins
of mere nature
oOo
ஒளிப்பட உதவி – Marco Mahler