TOYS, art print

Every age develops it’s playthings.  The solid geometry of science, the numbing anonymity of our billions.  We come to love the toys we are given and in their dark symmetry there is true beauty, as well as a real terror.

“She clutches them to her breast like a child.
She holds them in her hand like a tool.
They static her hair as they nimbus her head.

Dodecahedrons, octagons, cubic tetre-
hexahedrons, cubes, the monoclinic
and twinned, the doubly terminated

and forms so complex their terrifying
dark gravity would disturb the hard-
earned lightness of a saint.”

(Poetry excerpt by Steven E. Counsell)

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