First Impressions

A poem appears to the left of a blue, steam-like abstract shape

Sculpture "Untitled" installation by Robert Morris

Poem by Alexa Arminen

 

Exhale

Inhale

Exhale

Hands on the clock drag through quicksand, slowing down the passing minutes.

Tock

Tick

Tock

They warned us once of its rocky shores and broken fog, as rain pierced every steam cloud.

Drop

Drip

Drop

When hidden by hills, witchcraft passes their lips and rivers pour down from the sky.

Inhale

Tick

Drip

Tock

Drop

Exhale

Let these sounds bring still hearts to rest and

Breathe.