Nascence
Bardiglio marble 13" x 10" x 3" 1999 |
Fragmented, I slipped,
away from my mother's hip. Together we were turning, rotating, arching-- she was yearning to find a way not to repeat. We started to lift, we both felt the shift. First, we sighed with relief, then the joy made us weep-- Later, there was a snap, suddenly I was released. We're apart now, born not to repeat. |