Atelier Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Atelier

His place, a micro
-cradle with objects,
-and filled up to the rim!
-Folded a reading lamp
-on him, books and papers.

A desert in his face,
-sand dunes shaped.

On the wall in front
-a painting…
-an easel, a pallet
-lots of paint…

And brush…
And brush…
And brush…

He lifts head
-in his eyes
-Moon and Sun
-Days and Nights
-Wind, breeze…
-Boil…Freeze…

A deer,
-skinny!

A snake,
-in sands' shade!

A blade,
-wild, green!

And the words:
Consciousness…
Originality…

"War and peace…"
"Wealth, labour…"
"Blood; n-o-o-s-e! "