Untitled
Lino Etching
20.5 x 20.5cm

The Seventh Elegy

The world is nowhere my love, if not within.

Our life passes in transformation. The external world

is forever dwindling to nothing. Where once

there stood a solid and lasting house,

now a dreamt-up construct straddles our path

and seems to belong entirely to the realm

of conception as if it still stood in the brain.