Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Her modest house --- iti-ni-san (one-two-three)

For Every Bird A Nest
poem by: Emily Dickinson

iti-ni-san (one-two-three)

For every Bird a Nest --
Wherefore in timid quest
Some little Wren goes seeking round --

iti-ni-san (one-two-three)

Wherefore when boughs are free --
Households in every tree --
Pilgrim be found?

iti-ni-san (one-two-three)

Perhaps a home too high --
Ah Aristocracy!
The little Wren desires --

iti-ni-san (one-two-three)

Perhaps of twig so fine --
Of twine e'en superfine,
Her pride aspires --

iti-ni-san (one-two-three)

The Lark is not ashamed

iti-ni-san (one-two-three)

To build upon the ground
Her modest house --

iti-ni-san (one-two-three)

Yet who of all the throng
Dancing around the sun
Does so rejoice?

iti-ni-san (one-two-three)

("Her modest house --- iti-ni-san (one-two-three)" 17 x 12 inches multimedia art quilt.)



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2 comments:

Kim said...

You always have something intriguing, something graceful, something inspiring. Lovely piece.

Jill said...

I would love to see your work in person. Lovely.