A man recalls the death of an wandering eel. She was on her way home. This man, so close to death is also, seeking his home.
My painting is a homage to Maj Ragain, poet, friend and long-timed creative collaborator. I did this painting after reading the introduction of his last collection of poems.

Maj Ragain, Clouds Pile Up in the North – New & Selected Poems, Press 53: Winston-Salem, NC, 2017, p.xiv

Janet Lewis' poem Meadow Turf helped to inspire Lacing Life and Death. Here is a young boy, his lower torso embedded in the endlessly growing and dying meadow. Lewis' poem ends with these words:
"Leaves, living and dead, whose stealing
Odors on the cold bright air shed healing-
Oh, heart, here is your healing, here among
The fragrant living and dead."

Janet Lewis. Poems Old and New 1918-1978 Swallow Press, Ohio University Press, Chicago, IL, 1982 p. 32

Granny's fleeing garden spoke to me as a metaphor for the end of child rearing or the end of life. Time flies and the garden itself, with its beauty and demands, races away. Inspired by Lewis' poem Lost Garden there are two audio readings which, in my opinion, evoke different responses.
Janet Lewis. Poems Old and New 1918-1978. Swallow Press, Ohio University Press, Chicago, IL, 1982 p.20

I was inspired by Janet Lewis' poem,The Reader. One day I saw my youngest daughter totally lost to world in a book. She is floating in another universe. Ah, the magic of reading!

Janet Lewis. Poems Old and New 1918-1978. Swallow Press, Ohio University Press, Chicago, IL, 1982, p.23

A young woman sweeps the floor while the fragrant odor of lilac permeates her space. What is in her heart? Does her expression reveal some painful secret? This painting was inspired by Lewis' "Girl Help".

Janet Lewis. Poems Old and New 1918-1978. Swallow Press, Ohio University Press, Chicago, IL, 1982, p.21

"How recently they were golden-faced and young" those young boys, turned into "whacked out and wasted, hollowed at the core" men, veterans waiting. This poignant poem by Tim Joyce is a tribute to those who served and were forgotten.

Tim Joyce. Stone Mad, Poems by Tim Joyce, Murphy’s Law Press, Lee, MA, 2009. P 36