Tuesday, January 31, 2023

Patricia Spears Jones



Possibly for Nari, possibly not



The valise is empty—art 
Presents negation—an open circle,
Slashed canvas, a wound in sheep’s 
Hide. Foot on malleable ground


Valise empty—art presents negation
Symbolic suffering lean against space
Active void.                                                         Footfalls, running steps,
Tippy toes through the muck of murdered
alliances
One way or another
GO
Somewhere            MAYBE  
The lights will “give” a little
Maybe the people will be kind


Unlikely choreography, a dance around
These massive symbols of displace    ment. Old clothes
Old shoes, old cut up bags-stripes remade soon sold 
The artist profits 


No the artist witnesses 


A magnified drum of feet in motion, the beat bends
The props enfolds the vision, stocks the artist’s heart

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