Dwell
the abstract corners of where we dwell
shelter, dwelling, and barrow
emergence to grave
is something like home
at least
for now
Labels: photography, poem
posted by Art Durkee at 6:48 PM
Monday, July 20, 2009
the abstract corners of where we dwell
shelter, dwelling, and barrow
emergence to grave
is something like home
at least
for now
About Me
- Name: Art Durkee
- Location: Nomadic, Western and Midwestern, United States
A wandering musician, artist, and writer, traveling across the face of the earth and sharing what is encountered. Has won awards for music composition, visual art, and creative writing.
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3 Comments:
Art, who dwells in a barrow?
The dead.
From Dictionary.com:
bar·row
Pronunciation:
\ˈber-(ˌ)ō, ˈba-(ˌ)rō\
Function:
noun
Etymology:
Middle English bergh, from Old English beorg; akin to Old High German berg mountain, Sanskrit bṛhant high
Date:
before 12th century
1 : mountain, mound —used only in the names of hills in England
2 : a large mound of earth or stones over the remains of the dead : tumulus
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