Off The Page~ a multimedia exploration of painting, poetry, storytelling and music
The boy with his arms spread
tells us it is safe here.
The roundfaced girl raises her right hand
in greeting, open palm, without weapon,
standing in the cold, pure waters of the first spring.
The corner boy, flushed cherub,
is a busy bottomraker, crayfish chaser,
splashing himself into stains of green and blue.
The golden blind child balances,
steadies herself, her small hands pressing
against the unseen pane.
It is she toward whom the serpent
lolls, its red forked tongue tining,
I will be your eyes. Follow me.
Lead the others up out of this place.
I will teach you games.
Ring around the rosey.
Pocket full of posies.
Ashes to ashes.
All fall down.
Come play with the red dog Pox.
Hide where God can’t find you.
I will give you new words:
night, sorrow, death.
Reaching For Eden is on loan from the private collection of Jeanine and Pat Turner.