Etching Matija Dolenc

1. Carbonized portal, Pompeii

2. Shadow of Hiroshima, Unknown

Here, where the lifeless walls Of shadows sink, is not a garden of flowers, but a reliquiary of final moments

Homes hollowed by instants Of sudden departures Here we lay in Inexorable cold

Blues and magentas Colour our feebleness Walls hold whispers Shadows of Hiroshima

You can hear them Cracking the concrete The lament of bitter rusty rebars Shivering in loss

What to do with the canvas Of our own demise? We will transform these walls Into our crucible