"we pose a pietà: you the designated Madonna, me?" Amaranthus caudatus
Strands of soft red flowers adorn
the gate to the garden where beyond
we pose a pietà:
you the designated Madonna,
dying in your arms,
looking up at fear filled eyes of what will come:
mourning for what I took,
for what I never gave you.
Here the photographer becomes an audience,
mere sympathy; she'll
never know our story.
This image tells its own lies,
yet the picture remains a legacy
at my behest.
© Kåre Enga [163.588] 2007.februar.25
A picture of the flower, Amaranthus caudatus:
A story about the flower and Saint Francis:
Author's note to self: original in blog entry: "Bullying at work. A pank-and-green blog. Love-Lies-Bleeding"