Friday, 12 August 2022

 


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2022
Acrylic and Oil 
On Three Canvas Panels
Each 91.5 x 71 cm, 36 x 28 Inches

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IN TENEBRIS

 

WINTERTIME nights;

But my bereavement-pain

It cannot bring again:

Twice no one dies.

 

Flower-petals flee;

But, since it once hath been,

No more that severing scene

Can harrow me.

 

Birds faint in dread:

I shall not lose old strength

In the lone frost’s black length:

Strength long since fled!

 

Leaves freeze to dun;

But friends can not turn cold

This season as of old

For him with none.

 

Tempests may scath;

But love can not make smart

Again this year his heart

Who no heart hath.

 

Black is night’s cope;

But death will not appal

One who, past doubtings all,

Waits in unhope.

Thomas Hardy