Character Flaw
  • Character Flaw

  • outside the brief
    gloriole light

    the wax turns back

    the stiff polyps
    of bears

    and I watch as their
    shadows return
    to forest softly

    at first

    the wind
    snuffs to
    blind me

    until I’m blasted moss
    to the fir trunks

    the harvest of mushrooms beneath the leaves
    the millipede’s groan of chewed holes

    the sacraments in bark
    without knives

    so hand-less
    the wind flaps
    me gently like
    a yellow flag

    Adrian Kien

  • 12" x 12"
  • Oil pastel on matboard/wood panel
  • 2012