Intermediary between worlds
He seems to smile
Dapper, almost foppish
In tight waistcoat
Like a fox or badger.
By magic, peelings of bark become lashes,
Alchemy of fungus and algae, lichen
Worn as horse brasses, like a rose,
Subtle code of light
A lever to open up the lid of secrets.
This calls for dress-up,
A carnival mask to focus
His heron stare
Ready to pounce
When the wild forest
Reveals its mystery.
Poem by Richard Druitt
Prints will normally be matte with no border, printed on archival paper. (other formats can be submitted)
The printing process will commence as soon as payment is received.
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