Monday, 13 October 2014

Depression


Depression:

The leather-winged thing with fangs 
That crouches in the back of the skull
Whispering
Friendly advice
On how to make it go away
- By making everything go away. 

This knife is so bright, so sharp
The pain it is so sweet. 

Material: Watercolour on paper
Copyright (poem and painting) : B Purkayastha 2014

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2 comments:

  1. benni 13/10/2014, 22:47

    This is a brilliant parody of Emily Dickenson's poem. Painting is a perfect complement to it.

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  2. Belita Isabel Janeira15/10/2014, 03:01

    Excellent painting to go with the poem. Love both!

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