Distorted images

Quivering on the surface

Of the chilly cavern wall

The place in which

We shiver



Like Google cardboard

Three dimensional distortions

Of flatness

Residues of culture


Plato’s ghost hovers

On the craggy stone

A flimsy mirage

A philosophical



Accretion punctured

By stigmata

Holy wholly holey

Religion and academia

Make touchstones cold


Belief presented as fact

Landscapes infused

And confused

With religion

For gods sake


Touch the stone

Inhale its ferrous stench

Blast a hole

In the light wall

Expose the minerals, wetness, earth


The drone

Of academic egos

Offer glimmers of thinking

Like gasps of dying candlelight

Then gone


Let us be seated

In this darkest of places

Be present

In its chilly embrace

And accrete


Published by carolyn black

I'm an artist and also commission contemporary art in unusual locations. As a producer, I fundraise, curate, project manage and deliver projects. I'm also a writer and film-maker.

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