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Half-Finished Hell, 2017, oil on canvas, 30 x 40 inches

A friend sent me a poem, "The Half-Finished Heaven" by Tomas Tranströmer. As I read the last two lines this image came into my head.
 
The Half-Finished Heaven


Despondency breaks off its course.
Anguish breaks off its course.
The vulture breaks off its flight.

The eager light streams out,
even the ghosts take a draught.

And our paintings see daylight,
our red beasts of the ice-age studios.

Everything begins to look around.
We walk in the sun in hundreds.

Each man is a half-open door
leading to a room for everyone.

The endless ground under us.

The water is shining among the trees.

The lake is a window into the earth.


From Tomas Tranströmer, New Collected Poems, translated by Robin Fulton (Bloodaxe Books, 1997/2011)

 
 

 

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